Purple Hyacinth

CHAPTER 3

AGE TWELVE

Monday, by far the worst day of the week.

I walk into Vally High Middle School, the most expensive middle school in the city. Filled with rich snobs, whose only personality is daddy's money.

I lightly brush my hand over my freshly pressed school skirt as I enter through the front doors.

Mother always said to look presentable no matter what's the occasion.

I haven't spoke to my mother about what I overheard, neither have I talked to father about it.

Because one, I'll get in trouble for eavesdropping. And two, because it's a conversation I don't know how to bring up.

I'm upset and I honestly don't know how to handle this. My life has been a lie, so I'll do what I always do best. Run.

Running away from my problems as if they never existed.

I've been trying to avoid them with the best of my ability.

Because how can I face mother knowing she never wanted me and now father. He never liked me to begin with and now this is just a cherry on top.

I have no one left.

Well except him.

My cheeks heat up and butterflies erupt in my stomach just thinking about Lucas. My little crush on him may be turning into something more.

But can you blame me, he stole my first kiss and we got married. Well not married, married but he gave me a ring.

The ring he gave me is too big, but I put it on a chain so I can wear it like a necklace. I haven't taken it off since he gave it so me.

I smiled like an idiot when I got home that night.

He just makes me soo happy, nothing could tear us apart.

I open my locker to get my books for my next two classes, when I start to feel a prickling uncomfortable feeling.

It's the feeling you get when people stare at you for to long. I turn around to see a group of girl whispering, as soon as they see me look at them they turn away.

Weird, I turn to my left and notice another group doing the same thing.

Whispering and looking in my direction.