Blue Skies Academy

Chapter 1

"... and this school is extremely prestigious and definitely not cheap. So only children coming from very high-end families can enroll in Blue Skies Academy. Isn't that right, Kamari??"

I jump from my chair. I fell asleep again. The other students don't even turn to look at me as this has become a frequent occurrence this week. The wooden chair screeches under me as I pull myself up straight. It's Friday, and I can barely keep my eyes open, so in economy class, I can barely manage to stay awake.

"Sorry, sir!" I say

"Kamari, I will need you to stay a bit at the end of the class." He gives me a stern look, but his eyes are betraying a drop of worry. I simply nod. "As I was saying, Blue Skies Academy is reserved for extremely rich and high-end people. Economically speaking, the school's benefits..."

Imagine being in there... Blue Skies... Not only does it drain all the money from you, but it's also full of boogie, self-centered kids. Though I have to admit, I wonder how it feels, living in that amount of luxury...

***

I stand before the teacher's desk, head down. The classroom is empty, and you can hear the wind blow through the open windows. Despite the aeration, the typical musky smell of the room is filling my nostrils. It's a comforting yet unsettling feeling. I rock back and forth on my feet.

"Look, Kamari, I don't want to put you in a bad position or make you uncomfortable, but is something wrong at home? All week, you've been falling asleep during courses, and not only me, but all of your teachers have noticed it. We're worried about you." Again with that hint of worry now manifested in his voice.

"Oh no, Mr. Mills, everything is fine at home." I play with the hair tie around my wrist. "And I'm deeply sorry for being so... Out of it, if you will. I don't really know what's going on either, but I'll try my best to be better next week." I just want to go home.

"Don't force it. Just know that if you need anything, I'm here as well as the other teachers."

"Thank you." His eyes follow me to the door.

I walk down the street circling our school. To be completely honest, my mood has changed drastically since last week. I was feeling a little... Tipsy Sunday, I think that's the best way I can put it. But ever since this Monday, I don't know what has happened to me. I'm extremely tired apart from a random jolt of energy that hits me around 12:00 am. It lasts exactly one hour and then nothing. I've never been more confused in my life, not even in math class, or more concerned about my health. But I don't want to bother my parents with this. The tension at home is too much to handle anyway. Might be something caused by my poor sleep schedule or some puberty thing.

I get to the library just in time before it starts raining. I have two essays I need to write, and while I'm almost done with the first one, the second one requires some extra focus that I can't really get with my mother's fascinating online courses that I think even the neighbors from the other street can hear. And I don't want to come home just to fight about my grades and lack of work in school. I sit at a table next to the window and get out my things...

***

I slowly open my eyes. I'm being shaken awake. It's the lady from the main desk, telling me that it's closing hour. My eyes widen. I didn't realize I stayed this much, and definitely not that I fell asleep. I gather my things, thank the lady, and rush out the door before she can say anything more. I hope my parents won't disown me. I run outside just in time for the rain to gradually thin out its water drapes.