Chapter 2

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After I’m hit with the flashing memories of my mother, I Open my eyes again, the bell has rung, signaling that I basically slept the entire class period.

I quickly wrapped my head around my surroundings, I was a bit disoriented by everything I’ve just seen. ‘It couldn’t be true right?’ I think to myself As I gather my belongings I hear my teacher Mrs wardwell walk to my desk looking concerned “Lilith dear it Isn’t like you to be so silent in my class, are you alright”
“I’m alright, I truly didn’t mean to sleep through the whole period” as soon as I finished my sentence Mrs. wardwell looked at me confused like I’d just spoke in tongues

“Lilith what do you mean?” she asked  puzzled “you weren’t sleeping, you were wide awake staring at the board and writing in your notebook”

Now it was my turn to look confused “really?” I was sure I was sleeping, was I day dreaming or something? Now it was even harder to convince myself that what I saw was a dream.

I just apologized to her and walked out of the room. My headache was now back, somehow  worse than what it was before. I had to remember To get some medicine from Ann, I shook my head and walked to my next class where thankfully the teacher wasn’t there. I despised that teacher and I’m pretty sure she doesn’t have any good thoughts about me either.

But just as I was about to breathe relief and sit down she graced everyone with her parents and I swear I heard a couple kids groan

‘Damn it I hate these kids’ I flick my head up to look at her, I could barely register if she actually said that or not because no one looked up or made an expression, not even laughter. Maybe it was in my head

“These damn kids suck the life out of me” now I was sure something was wrong because that bitch didn’t open her mouth. I fucking heard her speak but she didn’t use her mouth?

All of a sudden slowly voices started fading in. Some talked about how horrible the teacher was, some were about hair or body images. Some about.. Well things that made you hope there wasn’t a mind reader in the room.

I was losing my head. “Great” I mumbled, my headache was now killing me
“What was that spellman?” the bitch spoke up “you wanted to solve the first problem on the board. How beautiful come up” she smirked at me and stretched the chalk to me “I don’t remember offering myself “ I meant to think that not say it, her face slowly got red “do it anyway” I rolled my eyes and took the chalk with a tight small smile then walked my way to the board.

I looked at the equation and lifted the chalk
“Ha that girl has never been good at math, that answer will have her having a panic attack.”
I heard the teacher in my head again. Damn that bitch is discouraging
‘7,120.00’ I heard someone say or at least the voices spoke out. I started to write out the problem and solve it. When I was done the teacher just looked at me with a mix of stunned and pissy.

“Very… good” she hesitantly praised me, Like it would cause her a stroke if she said anything else. I rolled my eyes and gave her the chalk back and walked back to my seat.

“Mrs. Green, may I go to the nurse?” she rolled her eyes ‘there she goes, faking illness again’ she then wrote me a pass in silence but that didn’t stop her thoughts. ‘Probably gonna make out with her boyfriend, tch girls these days are such whores’

She handed me the pass ‘I hope you choke on your apple’ I thought to myself as she lifted her apple to her face and bit into it. It kinda reminded me of that nightmare I had.. Yes, I'm choosing to believe what I saw was a dream. My thoughts were then cut short by the sounds of Mrs. Green choking on her apple. She was slowly turning blue,  the guy from the back ran up and started doing the heimlich remover. ‘Oh by cheese and crackers I wasn’t being serious! Oh stop choking!”

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