Lies

Chapter 1

Kagami

It's finally the first week of October, which means we get our exam back from last week. Honestly, that exam was child's play, I've been using the formulas for so many things that it's been embedded into my mind. It would be embarrassing for someone to fail that test. However, the last student who left the exam room was crying. Anxiety really gets the best of people sometimes.

It's ten thirty seven in the morning and history class has just ended. Thankfully Mr. Shifani was absent so our substitute decided to have us watch a video on the history of Chinese cultures. The video is solely for extra credit, which explains the small quantity of students here. The extra credit however, is a trifling assignment I won't bother myself with. We get a nutrition break which is an interval time for students to either get breakfast or grab things from their lockers. It takes about twenty minutes, which is enough time for me to draw.

My destination is the art room. The room itself is beautiful and I've always been so captivated by it. The vaulted ceilings are high with skylight windows. The walls are a nice pasty blue and there is one wall that is given to the students to paint or draw on. The floors are concrete and the tables are a nice light birch wood. In the center of the room is a platform where students stand to show their projects and when walking in through the door is where the art teacher sits at their desk.

There are three rows, two columns of tables for two students to be seated at. Straight behind them is the pottery area and just to the right of it is a small area for drawing. I call it a cubby because it's literally a small isolated room that doesn't have a door, but an arch way. The art teacher Mr. Ligu had witnessed me drawing in the library once before and said it was really good. I felt content to hear that. He noticed me going to the library during this time, since it's right next door and let me know the drawing room was open for me.

The peace and quiet fills me with joy. My eyes stare at the paper in front of me as I place the tip of the pencil against it and feel the lead infuse on the paper. My mind starts to wonder and his emerald eyes seep into my thoughts. The pain from our break up still resides in me. I can't seem to understand if I was more hurt that Adrien didn't return my love or the lies he had to come up with to leave me. Either way it disappointed me wholeheartedly.

He lied to me every chance he got. He strung me along by saying things like I'm only trying to be worthy of you or times where I believed he'd want to kiss me. I thought that he would be my one and only. I really imagined us together indefinitely. I realize now that was an idiotic idea. Such a pathetic girl I was. Allowing myself to follow my heart. I was vacuous. I felt the pencil snap in half as I noticed the dark dot of lead in the paper.

I sigh, letting my thoughts go, while also replacing the pencil I broke. I deserve better, I deserve the world. I deserve to be number one. The bell starts to ring letting us know our next class will be starting soon. Math is next and I can't wait to see our scores, more like I can't wait to see my score. We still have to wait for Wednesday, however I can't help but feel impatient.

The classroom is simple and doesn't have that many posters. More like whiteboards on three walls and the back wall is a chalk board with a window above it. Again the roof has a skylight and the ceilings are vaulted. This prestigious school seems to love the vaulted ceilings since it's in every classroom I've been in. The desks are individual dark wooden desks with the chairs attached to them. The teacher's desk is behind the students which I believe to be odd, but this just means no one can easily cheat.

I took my seat on the left front side and began working on the warm up that is already written on the board. As always, I am the first to start the warm up and I will be the first to answer the question.