sabria's pov.I rush down the halls of Williams High, not really caring about leaving early. I can't hold this in any longer now. I can't wrap my head around this shit.
My mothers cancer is returning. The fucking cancer is returning.
Crew's questions about my family had a certain limit until I burst out crying. And then Amandas stupid comments on my body. The questions about how's my mother was the last straw for me.
I can't anymore. I don't want my mother to suffer so much again. I don't want Leilani to feel the way I felt when my mother was diagnosed with cancer. Back when I was just a kid. And Leilani is even younger than me. She's just two years old.
And I most definitely don't want to work with Crew on this stupid project.
I suddenly bump into someone. I mutter a short apology before turning away again but the person grabs my arm. I turn around and see... Mr. Pepserson?
I shake my arm away and he tells me to get in his office. I don't argue much and do as he asks. What does he want now? I just want to see my family now. Pepserson closes the door behind me and tells me to sit down. "Why are you crying?" He asks me but I just shake my head.
"No big deal, everything's fine."
Do I look like I'm going to tell him my stupid problem?
"Doesn't look like no big deal to me."
I somehow mutter out my stupid ass day to him even though I tell myself to stop several times. I don't tell him about my mothers cancer and my sister though. That's way too personal. "Do you want me to talk to Ms. Alls about the project with Crew? I can ask her if she could change it, I see how much it upsets you." I shake my head at him.
"It's fine, I'm sure I can live with it."
"Are you sure? I could at least try." he tells as he sits dosn't next to me.
I shake my head at him. I'm ridiculous for complaining about this to a teacher. A teacher I'm kind of scared of.
"I'll talk to her, I'm sure she can do something." He winks at me and I nod awkwardly.
"Thanks." I tell him hesitantly but he shakes his head like it's no big deal. He's right, it isn't. I look at him. "Uh, thanks for listening but I gotta go now." I tell him.
I see him lean into me and I back away from him. He grabs my cheek with his one hand and I start to panic a little. What the hell does he want?
I jump up when I hear the door open and Mr. Pepserson and I, both look in the direction. Crew is standing there. Of course. I wipe my tears away and look at him.
He looks annoyed, angry even.
"Oh, I need to talk to you Lancein, please come in." Pepserson announces.
Crew goes inside, his eyes not leaving mine for not even a short second.
"Okay, I'll go now then." I say and Mr. Pepserson nods. He looks disappointed.
What the f.
"So Crew, I-"
I rush out of the door and in the direction of principal Quinnbeck's office. I knock on the door and his assistant, Mrs. Whoolsphore opens up. She lets me inside and I go straight to Mr. Quinnbeck. "Oh Sabria, welcome back! What's the occasion?" He asks me with a smile.
I stand in front of his desk, trying to come up with the right words. "Have a seat, please." He tells me sith a smile and I nod, thanking him for his offer. I claps my hands together on my lap as I start to speak.
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outer dehjil (#1)
Ficção AdolescenteOne island of three, devided into two tribes. The Jill and figure eight. The poor or the rich people. The freaks or spits. Neglected or adored. Outer Dehjil, the islands of everybody's dreams. But is that the thruth? Sabria is seen as the innocent...