Lost and alone with no hope of finding herself again, April Driscoll attempts to navigate her way through the last two years of college.
{season three - season four}
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Pretend that nothing is wrong...Nothing is wrong.
She repeated that mantra in her head as her pale lips wrapped around the end of her cigarette, smoke curling into the air before disappearing. Around her the world moved yet she remained still, dark eyes on the water before her, the faint bell on boats passing by grounded her, stopping her from going insane. There was nothing wrong with April Driscoll. Nothing. Dr Best had told her that she was better. That she was normal. A shaking breath was released as her shoulders shook, a hand going to her wrists as she traced the faint ugly white scars that circled her skin like bracelets. She was fine. April was fine. She was normal. Nothing was going to happen. The voices whilst loud and echoing in her head could not convince her otherwise, those ugly scars didn't convince her either. She had survived. Survived a battle within herself and no voice, no scar, no impulsive urge to harm herself or others was going to change that.
Dr Best had said that she was better. April Driscoll was better.
The beeping sound of her phone made her slid her hand into her pocket gripping the device as the reminder she had written flashed across the screen.
College.
Taking a final drag of her cigarette, April threw the cigarette butt onto the ground, crushing it by her foot before stepping away from the harbour and walking towards the college and the start of her reformed future.
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As the school came in sight, April's scars began itching, her eyes trained on the happy faces of those around her - old friends finding each other again, cliques forming outside between the Hair and Beauty students. April disappeared in the crowd, feeling as small and insignificant as she had felt last year when it happened. She couldn't be known as the kid who spent the summer in the hospital. She wouldn't allow it.
Silently she followed the crowd towards the sports hall, to begin induction.
Nothing is wrong with me. Nothing is wrong with me.
April's mantra cut off when a voice cut in - it was light and bubbly and sounded as if it belonged to a girl too naive and innocent of this world. Sure enough, April glanced up from her seat - why she had chosen to sit at the front was beyond her? but she was standing beside another girl who was far more intimidating due to the fact she hadn't said a word to her yet.
"Hey. Do you mind if Eff and I sit here?" She smiled.
"There are a million other places to sit. Why do you wanna sit next to me?" April wonders as the girl sat down anyway.
"Cause you look proper depressed and all so I thought it be nice if we sit next to each other and then maybe become best friends or something!" The blonde smiled brightly making April look at her friend who simply raised an unamused eyebrow at her friend's bluntness.
