Lucia's POV-
With great struggle getting ready, I just managed to get to my bus stop on time, well ... That was a bit hectic.
The air penetrated me like a dagger, the fumes were so overpowering I couldn't breath, I think there was a hint of cologne, perfume, cheese and onion crisps??? -Ewwww in the morning as well, blehh - but the worst of all was the dripping sweat from the people being pressed up on me whilst I was getting on this hell ride.
As i scanned the almost full bus for a seat, I found one next to some guy with hair drooping over his face like a mop. I respected his choice in fashion so didn't make a comment, unlike the people behind us who I take it were the stereotypical jocks.
"Hey Sandy! Look who it is!!! Gregor the beggar! hahahahaha."
One of them said, obviously making a comment about the person next to me - who I take it, is called Gregor.
I already hate it here and I'm not even at the school yet.
On and on their voices kept droaning on like a broken record on repeat until they realised I was sitting there.
"Owwww cha wow wa, lookie' here, we got ourselves a newbie, and she's mighty fine!!"
That comment disgusted me so much I felt as if I would vomit and the grammar was so terrible I was about to..-
*the bus jolts to a halt*
"Ugh" I moaned as my head jerked with the sudden stop, I didn't even realise we were at the school, I was to wrapped up in my music to even notice.
Wow I mouthed secretly trying to pretend that it was a yawn, but wow. It was HUGE!
I wasn't used to the size of the building so I just gazed out of my window staring, completely loosing track of time. All of a sudden I jumped back into reality and noticed that
I was the only one left on the bus, so I quickly grabbed my things and ran off the bus almost tripping in the process.
Before I knew it I was being pushed and ushered by the amount of people around me, into this big building.
I didn't know what to do or where to go.
I decided that if I'm gonna make a good impression on my first day I might as well ask someone. I needed to pluck up the courage and hide my anxiety then...-
No please no, not now not here!!!
No, no, NO!!
All I can think:
PEOPLE
PEOPLE
PEOPLE
shit,
I ran as fast as I could to an empty room, attacked my rucksack to find my pills but then, SHIT SHIT SHIT.
THE BUS!!!
This cannot be happening
This cannot be happening!
But it is
I'm having a panic attack!
Shit,shit, shitity, shit!
Come on Lucia, this isn't the time or place to be rhyming swear words
Okay. Now, think, breathe.
No I can't!
My head was burning
My heart was beating like a humming bird
My hands were shaking and I was hyperventilating
I think, I feel.... Dizzy...
*blank out*
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Ouch, my head. Wait where am I?!!
Last thing I remembered was being in a small closet with spiders crawling down my neck and- WAIT I HAD A PANIC ATTACK DIDNT I??!!!!!
Shit my pills
"Hey, Lucia right?"
A stranger walking up to me with a white apron and handed me a glass of water.
"Emm, yeah" I replied cautiously, deciding on whether or not I should trust this person.
"Hello, my name is Miss Smith but you can call me Jennie. I am the school's nurse and I am afraid to tell you that what you just experienced was a very traumatic event called a panic attack."
"Well no shit!!"
I said with anger infuriating me for some weird reason. I guess I was just fed up of people telling me what's right in front of my face.
"I beg your pardon! That language will not be tolerated in this school"
"Sorry, I just, ugh. I know I have panic attacks because I have anxiety, it should be on my file and I accidentally left my pills on the bus." I tried to say with a sympathetic tone in my voice.
"Well, I'm sorry too. I should have remembered to read your file. Trouse??" She planted her hand straight in front of my face.
I shook it for some strange reason.
Just as she was about to walk away I asked
"Emm, Jennie? Do you happen to know my schedule? I just can't seem to find my way about this school, its all very new to me."
She had a look of her face, the look you have when you remember something very important
"Oh yes, thanks for reminding me. I'll just go fetch Jess. She's going to be helping you with your classes and your anxiety. For the first while of this term she will be taking you to your classes and escorting you to lunch, your mother was informed with the details."
Oh great, just what I needed, another shrink to help me about. That's just great!!
15 minutes later when she came back, a tall, skinny women with dark brown hair (almost black) walked along by her side. This must be Jess. She is quite pretty and very young for her job, her hazel eyes matched her dress which hanged just below the knee. I wasn't sure about her. Usually with the shrinks I would be able to tell their personality, from the overly enthusiastic to the 'lets just get this over with' type. But with her I couldn't tell, her facial expression was plane with a trace of a slightly faint smile.
The only thing I really cared about was if she knew about my background, history, past or whatever you want to call it, I just hope to god she doesn't know.
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Fanfiction'School. What is it? A place to learn Have friends Maybe have a relationship Have fun Get up at like 7 Joke around Have 'banter' yeah I get all that, but what else? Oh I know! It's my death summed up in one word My name is Lucia and this is my sto...
