"Cloudhead"

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I woke up to the sound of my alarm clock ringing. Turning over to my right side I switched it off and threw it on the floor. The hit made a clinging noise of metal inside it.

Cheapass clock.

I really didn't feel like going to school today but I know I have to. I wish this week ends soon and Saturday comes soon so that I can sleep forever.

I woke up and sat straight with my eyes still closed. I brushed the messy strands of hair away from my face and grabbed my head as a shriek beam of pain striked through it. My scrunched face looking swollen, I rubbed my hands over my puffy cheeks and slapped them gently.

I hate this.

I got out of bed before I changed my mind and decided to sleep again.

After I'd done taking a shower and dressing up for school, I pulled up my hair in a bun and left for school without eating the breakfast. Even though I was starving. I didn't even have my dinner last night and went to bed just like that as if I was extremely sleepy. I slept at 4:40 or something and had to wake up at 6:30. Great isn't it.

My stomach grumbled as I made my way to the a bakery. Paying for a daily sandwich, I continued to walk slowly despite of the fact that I was being late.

I finished my sandwich just when I reached the school gates. The ground was empty and the big clock on the building showed, 7:50.

Honestly I kinda don't care.

I went inside, took out my books for math from my locker and knocked on the class door before opening it. I was greeted by every pair of eye looking at me as if I'd just murdered and showed up to surrender.

Ms. Miller looked at me with surprise and concern. She adjusted her glasses over her eyes and squinted her eyes.

Yeah it's me, Caroline Parker.

"Cara? You're awfully late today, are you alright?" Her voice showed concern and I am kinda grateful she isn't yelling at me or something.

"I slept through my alarm. Pardon me for being late Ms. Miller." I said in an apologetic voice even though I said I don't care. Ughh this is the problem with me. I just can't be straight about my feelings to others.

She told me to take my seat and her concerned gaze never left me as I walked to the back and sat beside a random guy.

I sighed as she started explaining fricking trigonometry.

Ughhh. I want to sleep.

When the teacher was writing on the board, her back facing us, I quickly asked the boy beside me to switch seats.

"Hey, can you give me your seat? I wanna sit beside the window. Please?" I whispered hoping that he'd give up his seat to me.

He looked at me for a short while with emotionless eyes. I tried to read his face but there was something odd about him. A layer of thin ice between his emotions and expressions.

He's hard to read.

"Okay." He finally replied which seemed like forever.

I looked at the teacher who was writing a question, we switched sides quickly and sat down again.

I looked out of the window and scanned the empty ground. And the vast sky. Pretty as usual.

"Thankyou so much. What's your name?" I asked him excitedly.

He looked at me with the same emotionless eyes as before and replied dryly, "Benjamin."

"I'm Cara."

"I know."

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