The masks

When the bell rings

*ding ding ding* ahh~ the sound of the school bell. Everybody hated that sound. Why? Because it meant that we would have to sit and write for endless hours.

Not everyone liked school. In fact some people pretended to be sick just to get out but others secretly loved it.

Allison, a young girl, youngest in the class walked calmly in the room with her bag and sat on her seat. She was the quiet one. She wasn't new but everyone treated her like she was. She wasn't a bad person but something about her gave a mysterious almost suspicious vibe. Maybe it was her appearance. Her pale skin, black hair and blue eyes. She practically looked like a zombie.

She had two wonderful best friends, Clara and Jessie. They did everything together as in everything probably even die together.

Clara and Jessie sat beside Allison of course and did their little "greeting". They would always greet each other with a little "pedo face" haha. You could tell just by looking at them that they were and unbreakable bunch and they always would be.

"Good morning class" said a very familiar voice. Ah ~it was their homeroom teacher. He was a young lad and he was a bit tall. "Good morning Sir" the class replied in unison. As the teacher walked to his table he gave Allison this unforgettable stare, as if he knew something complicated was going to happen. She stared back at him and sighed.

~allison's POV~

"Look at him, staring at me. Gosh I hate it. It's not like I stole his wallet or something. Maybe something's on my face, or he's just a weirdo" I thought to myself. I never loved school but I never hated it either. I enjoyed a few subjects while the rest were just plain boring for me. I looked around and saw some eyes moving towards my direction. I sit at the back of the class and yet people still notice me. It's like im a magnet for eyes. I always feel like someone is watching me and when I turn around, someone is. But awkwardly enough, not only am I used to it, but I enjoy it. Not that I love people looking at me but it gives me a sense of relief that people do notice me so if I drown or a car is about to hit me or something, people would notice. I shrugged a bit and got out my books. Everyday was the same for me, same old routine:

*Write down notes

*have break

*write down more notes

*have lunch

*even more notes

*go home

I know what you guys are thinking,"why don't you go hang out with your friends?". Well clara and Jessie leave school early and they are thé only people I talk to. It might sound ridiculous, but looks can be deceiving at times. People have a tendency to change the way they act or even their identity to please someone or seem good. Their true being might be someone who will hurt you in the end which is why I have limited friends.

~3rd person POV~

The teacher walked up to the blackboard gracefully and stretched his hand over to the chalk holder and picked out a piece of chalk. Everyone took out their books and the room was surrounded by the sounds of zippers and ruffling paper. This was school life,no more, no less.

~time skip~

*ding ding ding* the bell rang again but unlike in the morning, the students were happy and full of energy because school has ended and another day has passed.

~allison's POV~

I sighed and packed my bags. Another day ended and the same thing happens everyday but I feel blood rushing through my veins and my heart thumping. Physically I am fine but emotionally, I feel like something is wrong. I swung my bag around my shoulder and took a deep breathe before taking a step towards the door. It was like a portal to another world. Suddenly I heard a rough voice call my name. I just rolled my eyes and turned around. To my surprise, the guidance counselor was behind me. He was tall and his hair was messy, his eyes were red from smoking and full of fatigue. You could tell he was a good person on the inside, but on the outside it looked like he could be arrested. "Yes sir?" I replied. He just waved and gave me an envelope. I stared down at it and wondered what was inside. It was plain, normal looking yet something about it intimidated me. When I looked back up the guidance counselor was gone.I looked around and shrugged. I looked down at the letter again and decided to put it in my bag. I looked back up again and screamed. The homeroom teacher was right in front of me. I scowled at him and said "what's your problem? Don't you bother to say something? Idiot...." I didn't know whether it was my sub-conscious or my black eye-liner and nail polish that made me say that but it really left a mark on him. The look on his face was as if he had seen a ghost. I instantly apologized and ran out the room. "That moron. How is he a teacher when he doesn't know simple étiquette?" I whispered to myself as I walked out the school gate. I suddenly felt free. I closed my eyes and lifted my head up to the sky. The atmosphere was so different, it was a yin and yang thing.

~time skip~

I reached in my bag and took out a key. I lived in a big condo. I didn't like fancy things but my parents did. I sighed and opened the door. Looking in, I felt like an outcast. I start to imagine my family in the condo. My dad on the couch with his legs on the table, watching some football while my little brother was playing on the floor in front of him and my mom was cooking dinner. I smile and hold my tears back. I never knew loneliness could hurt this much.

I went straight to my bedroom and slipped into my pajamas. The emptiness of my room made it quite calm and relaxing, perfect for sleep. I flopped on my bed and stared at the ceiling thinking how interesting use humans are. Have you ever thought about how people's emotion can change....when the bell rings.

~next day~

It was the usual today, fixed my hair, wore my tank top and hoodie,slipped into my black skinny jeans and popped into my high heels boots. As usual I locked my apartment door and walked down the stairs keeping my eye on the vacant taxi. I ran as quick as possible waving my hands in the air looking like a dancing balloon. I hopped into the taxi and told him the adress to my school. 

When I arrived, I saw something jaw dropping from out the Window and ran out of the taxi. There were police cars outside the school! What in the world happened? I slowly walked along the empty hall and my high heels made a sound causing it to echo.  

I gently turned the door knob and and swung the door open. There was a tall, slim brunette and a young lad. They both looked at me and then glanced at something covered in plastic. It was huge, almost human like....my eyes widen as I realized what was in the plastic. I walked over to the body and gasped. "Sandra" I whispered. "She committed suicide, worry" said an unfamiliar voice. I turned my head to the side and saw the brunette. "My name is detective Susan, nice to meet you"..."I'm allison" I simply replied. "Do you know anything about her suicide, why she did it? I looked at the body; it had a big cut on her throat and other deep cuts on her body. I hesitated to say what was on my mind but said it anyway. "I don't think she committed suicide, she loved her life"..."are you implying that she was murdered?" she asked and looked at me wide eyed. I sighed and nodded. Suddenly sandra's boyfriend came bursting through the doors and pushed me away causing me to fall while he hugged the cold,lifeless body.