My Story

Chapter Thirty-Nine

I was walking the halls in school. I hope no one knows. I hope no one remembers. This is so embarrassing, but I just have to turn in my papers and get the new work and notes. and then the school day is over for me. All my teachers were hoping I'm doing well; making the small talk with me. I never wanted to come back to this school. Ezra ruined that for me. I was humiliate in these halls by him. He was ruining my life slowly, but by the time I notice it might be to late for me to see it.
As I was walking through the hall I saw Anuel...

"Mirana you are here!" Anuel said excited with Evelyn there making me feel nice.
"Yeah, but I'm not staying. I have to go. I got permission to be able to give all my teachers my missing work and homework to them also had to get the new work."
"How are you doing?"
"Pretty good."
"We hoped you were." Evelyn said with a small smile.
"Yeah, I'm fine guys."
"You've been staying home then?" Anuel asked.
"Um yeah. Kinda like that."
"What do you mean?" Evelyn asked giving me a concerned look.
"Yeah, I'm not at my house." I said looking around us. I really only did that to make sure Ezra wasn't around. "I've been staying at your uncle's" I looked at Anuel "and I kinda made him lie to you too that i wasn't with him. I just did want to see you guys at that moment I just wanted to be alone."
"No Mirana I get that. I just wanted you to be safe I was actually worried you were at your house. I didn't want you back there."
"Yeah, well Sebastien is letting me stay at his."
"Yeah, cause you like him. I know you do." Anuel said happily
"It is not like that."
"Mhm, I'll just wait for the moment when I can say I told you so."
"Anuel you know I'm sixteen not Nineteen right?"
"Well yeah, but that doesn't matter to you."
"Anuel stop. getting more crazy over there."
I walked away from them so that I can turn in the rest of my work. The timing couldn't be any worse It was the time I had my Writing class and I know exactly who's coming into this room. I tried to hurry but I had to directly hand them to her and she wasn't here. I was hoping that Ezra would come to class late but he didn't. and he sat more towards back where he could see me. Come on Mrs. Edmonds I really want to leave and go home.
"So where have you been?" Ezra asked and i just ignored him. "I mean since you haven't been coming to school."
"Ezra please I don't want to talk to you."
"Why I didn't do anything."
"You know exactly what I'm talking about why are you trying to ignore that."
"I'm not trying to do anything."
"You are though."

"Aww look Mirana and Ezra are fighting again. Let's see who kisses who today." Some random guy said.
I put my head down and tried to ignore that guy. My eyes went to look at Ezra and the dick had a smirk on his face. He knew what i was talking about. I can hear the laughter everyone was doing. And it started to piss me off. Only to the fact that Ezra was getting joy out of this.
"Class come on you know better than to be this loud while the door is open." She said really mad. "Mirana yes good you are here I need to talk to you."
"Oh, where do I put this.?" I asked holding up my papers.
"Put them on my desk now lets go outside and talk real quick." I followed her in the hallway. "So remember a piece of work you made for me that I loved so much."
"There were many like that."
"Well the one I asked you if i could keep a copy."
"Yes i do remember that you told me that I could sell that chapter or make it into a story."
"Well I turned it in to a place full of magical people. Since I loved it this could be a beginning for her to know she's good at something. Mirana I sent it in to 2 different publishers to read it. I just want you to know i think you have that potential to becoming a writer and to step it up in becoming and author."
"You did what? I told you i wanted to work on something new I told you i couldn't do it with that."
"I disagree and so did they." She said with a big smile.
"They what?"
"Yes Mirana they loved it they said they wanted to get more chapters to know what the characters were like for them to be that intimate like that."
"Oh well I'm glad they liked it." I put my head down.
"Yeah so i wanted you to know that. you will get there."
"Thank you." I told her bye and started walking away to the front of the school with tears coming out of my eyes.
That story isn't a love story. There was nothing intimate about it. What made it romantic? What made it sound like a heathy relationship? Not a love story But how My dad raped me..
I made it out of the front doors and ran to Sebastien's car. I got in and started crying into my knees.
"Baby what's wrong?" Sebastien asked. Rubbing my back
"My teacher did a good thing for me, but with my wrong work."
"Work?'
"My creative writing class. I did a piece; a chapter and she sent it to publishers to show them my talent and they love it, but it wasn't the piece I wanted to put in."
"Why not if she loved it and sent it in you have talent with that. what was it about anyway?"
"You can read it its at your house." he nodded and started driving.