I push on the fire exit door at the back of the kitchen and breathe in the smooth air, I walk out and am met with the cold morning breeze.
In front of me is a large patch of glass and at the far back are two football goals, there is a path running along the side that leads to what looks like a woodland area and I know there is a picnic spot somewhere is there as that's where we are going for lunch tomorrow after we do our outdoor activities.
I walk along the path and head into the entrance of the woods. It's decently light out and so I follow a narrow path until I find a nice little spot under a tree. I sit down on a patch of grass and look up, it's quite beautiful.
I remember as a kid me and my parents took walks down the forest behind my grannies and I climbed up trees to get the best view as my parents sat beneath holding hands and looking at each other with so much love, I tried to take my mum out to the forest last year but she said it hurt too much.
I understand, I wouldn't leave my room for months after he passed away but then I went to the places that meant something to him and places I made memories with him and it helped me. I think a part of me will forever be broken without him.
He was my role model, always doing everything perfectly in my eyes and he fought so hard for me in the end and so I decided to honor him and become the strong one, for my mum. I take deep breaths and smile at the sun beating down on my face.
Every morning when I see the sun rise I feel a sense of relief that I am still here as I know how quickly it can all disappear. I wasn't always quiet, I used to be loud and dramatic and when I think of the old me I feel the feeling of loss and great sadness that I changed so much. I wish I could go back but I don't know how.
My dad always taught me to feel how I wanted to and not let anyone change how I viewed myself or the world but now he's gone there is no one to remind me it's okay to be me and I am just left in constant fear I am not good enough.
Ever since he left nothing seems to be right, Holly got popular and tired of my grieving, and my mum's quiet and not her usual artistic and kind person she has become cold and detached leaving me alone. A tear falls and I swat it away, I don't cry anymore well at least not as much as I did. Tears don't change anything.
I say a quiet goodbye to my dad and press up on my knees and start heading back to the opening and see the bus has arrived. I do a quick jog as I see people already getting onto the bus, I don't want to be left behind. Mrs willow sees me and waves me over, she's wearing a pretty yellow sundress and a big floppy hat.
"There you are Luna, I was worried the boys had scared you away" I laughed at her statement as so far the boys are the only people making me want to stay here. "Nope I was just out for a walk, I hope that's ok" She nods her head and points towards the second bus, "Well of course that's fine, plus I already knew the boys told me that's where you were when they were getting on the bus".
I nod and step into the bus and look around for a seat, and kind of look for the boys but Mrs Willow speaks before I can even look at the right side of the bus, "They are on the other bus and it's full. Sorry Luna but you can still sit with me?" She offers me a sweet smile and I can't bring myself to say no, so I am now cramped into the window seat on this tiny bus with Mrs Willow next to me smiling.
I see her looking at me from the corner of my eye, Mrs Willow has always checked up on me since I don't even know when but she has always looked out for me. When I came into her office when I was 13 with tears in my eyes after a kid shouted across the class "How's your dad" My dad died a couple of months before so I had a total breakdown in front of everyone.
Even a month ago I came into her office for lunch because my mum forgot to buy bread so I made soup but it smelled horrible and I didn't want people to make fun of me so I sat in her office, she eventually bought me a roll from the cafeteria. She was also the first person I let in after my dad died and because of her I am still here and I am forever grateful.
"I am glad you gave the boys a chance "I turned my head at Mrs Willow's voice, raising my eyebrows.
"I mean I could have put you in the other room but I knew these boys would treat you right, I was just worried you wouldn't let them in."
her voice softens at the last part. It's interesting to think how it could have played out differently if I got put in the other room, would they even know I existed?
Yes, Logan and Graham knew me from history class but would they go out of their way to talk to me, definitely not. I smile at how it worked out.
I am happy to share a room with them and even if when we go back to school and they never talk to me again I would just be happy to know I had a good time with them this week.
"They talk very highly of you too" I smile and she nods her head "They even called you Luna Loo" I chuckle at the nickname, "Yeah they are definitely not as bad as I thought they would be, I guess now I am just scared for it to be over, I just don't want to get attached."
It's funny how I always end up telling Mrs willow how I feel and I never regret it as she never makes me feel judged.
Her smile grows massive and she chuckles "I don't think Mr Thomson is letting you go anytime soon" She smiles again and turns back around in her seat showing she's done speaking.
I am left with a stunned expression. What does she mean by that?
A/n: I hope you enjoyed reading so far and don't worry I am going to put cute moments with Logan and Luna very soon. xx
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