As I washed my tired face in the bathroom that, one week today, I punched Alice’s face in I realised just how bad I really looked today. It’s the last period of the day and I have a free period but like last week I decided to go to the bathroom before I do anything.
Unlike last week Alice was nowhere in sight. Thankfully.
I looked into my reflection with a sigh. Everything looked so dull today. Even my comic-striped shirt looked grey. My eyes showed just how tired I was with the dark circles emerging underneath them my hair not fairing any better either as I twisted it into a bun at the back of my neck.
I dried my face off with some paper towels; the rack was stocked today, and headed out of the cold, dirty, bathroom without another glance at myself in the mirror.
When I arrived at the library I wasn’t surprised to find it empty and took my usual seat in the far corner. Even if it is a ‘study’ period no one wants to come here, they all just go to the canteen or find and empty classroom to do whatever it is they do in.
I pulled out my Biology homework and began to work through some of the general knowledge questions that I had been given losing myself in the peacefulness of the room, the only noises listened to at that time were typing of the librarian and the distant noises of teaching.
I don’t know when I had fallen asleep, or how for that matter, but I was awoken by the slamming of the library door and the fall of footsteps. I pulled myself from my awkward position of lying on my books and looked at the person who woke me up. Lilly Aven. She looked as I remembered her with her baggy jeans and bright blue vest top-uniquely boyish.
“Hey there Elyon, fancy meeting you here.” She said in a far too innocent tone as she took a seat at my empty table.
“Yeah it’s not like this is where I always hide or anything.” I said not buying her act at all. She grinned in reply and leaned her elbow onto the table’s surface.
“I got bored in the hall and thought I would pay my new friend a visit.” She said with a shrug but somehow I felt like this wasn’t exactly the whole truth but I didn’t press her any further.
“Well you found me so now what, I’m not exactly the best person to liven your mood at the minute.” I said fighting back another yawn and failing badly.
“I can see that. You have drool on your chin by the way.” She added the last bit with a wicked smirk and pointed to my chin devilishly. I rubbed the offending spit away with the back of my hand then wiped it onto my jeans.
“Ugh, sorry I haven’t been getting much sleep lately.” I supplied giving her and answer to the question she never asked.
“Then you know what to do right? Sleep.” She said with a roll of her blue eyes. I allowed a small smile to spread across my lips at her ‘genius’.
“Okay enough of talking about sleep before I actually crash out again. Do you have detention today?” I asked knowing that she probably did. It was strange how well I got on with this girl when I barely knew her, but I guess it was the fact she wasn’t one of Alice’s worshipers that I managed it so well.
“Yeah.” She grinned widely her eyes flashing in reminiscence. I laughed slightly and shook my head.
“What did you do?” I asked brushing a strand of hair; that hand felt out its place, from eyes.
“I stole Mr Riley’s wig!” She said loudly her shoulders shaking with so much laughter I thought her ribs were about to explode. My eyes widened in either fear of this girls craziness or admiration-maybe both-I don’t know, because My Riley was the Vice President! Everyone new that dead rat lookalike on top of his head was a wig, but no one went there on that subject. He was very touchy about his hair loss problem. You would always see him looking at it in any shiny, reflective, surface.
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I Love To Hate You
RomanceElyon Baker has it tough. She lives alone in a crappy apartment for reasons even she doesn't like to think about. She works almost every day to pay her bills and to keep herself from going hungry, plus she has to finish high school! Add to that bitc...
