Mirrors

Mirrors Chapter One: Lonely Girl

~My phone messed up and I had to re-write everything! Oh well, here it is!~

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"A coward, that's what you are."

Alexa told herself angrily.

"A useless coward! You could have saved her... but you were too scared! Get it together you little twat!"

Alexa lightly punched the mirror. She stood there looking at herself, remembering.

"That's what father would say... If he hadn't left. He's the coward, not me."

Alexa sighed and let her hand slide off the reflective surface back down to her side. She was wearing a short blue dress with a black bow around her waist. Her long brown hair was brushed to one side, held there by a headband. She stood there looking at herself. Beautiful, they said. Everyone thought she was beautiful, except her. She was, in fact, but she didn't believe it.

"Alexa! Alexandria! Come down now, we are late!"

A voice called from down the stairs. Alexa grabbed her bag and hurried down to meet the demanding woman awaiting her. Her grandmother was tapping her foot by the door.

"Don't be late again young lady!" Her grandmother said crossly.

"Sorry." Alexa said, walking out the door of her countryside home.

She lived in a farmhouse, and was about a mile away from, well, everything. Alexa and her grandmother got in their car and drove about a mile down the road to the church. Her grandmother stopped the car and pointed towards some children playing tag outside the church. Alexa stared at the floor.

"I don't see the point of the game. And my shoes would get muddy. And my hair would get messy. And my dress would get wrinkled. And..."Alexa started, only to be stopped by her grandmother's unamused stare.

Alexa rolled her eyes.

"You'll get friends one day, Alexa, I just know it. Just try to talk to them, will you? It'll do you good." Her grandmother pleaded, "This introvert lifestyle has to stop."

Alexa, keeping her unhappy, blank expression, got out of the car and forcefully closed the door, walking towards the church in a quick grumpy fashion. The children continued to play as Alexa kept walking into the church, hoping no one would notice her. Most of the kids ignored her, and she was thankful. Alexa continued down the hallway, only to hear what she was trying to avoid.

"Hey, Alexa!" A voice called behind her.

A boy named Daven came up next to her.

"Uh, hi. Um, I.. Um.. We.. Were wondering why you always, you know, avoid everyone." He said shakily.

He had one hand shoved in his jacket pocket and the other tugged gently at his shirt collar, his nervousness couldn't be more obvious. Alexa stopped and stared at her shoes, seeing the reflection in the polished surface.

"I'm... kind of shy." She said quietly, avoiding the truth.

"Oh. Is that why you don't talk much? Not that that's a bad thing! I don't either. Sorry." Daven said, looking embarrassed as his cheeks blushed a faint red.

Alexa turned around, "I'm... Uh, gonna be late for class." She said, practically running down the hall.

"Uh, see you after the service!" Daven yelled after her.

He then sighed and returned outside to join the other kids. Alexa sat alone for the whole service, as usual. She and the rest of the children there, some younger older or her age, went to a summer long church camp that went on all week, but not on weekends. There was an optional class on Sundays, but Alexa didn't go to it. She liked listening to the stories and lessons. It helped her forget...what happened.

After the service, the children were allowed to play outside. Alexa just waited for her grandmother to arrive while sitting on the front steps of the church. She never played with them. Today, they played a game of four-square. The line separating the four squares that made up the game was drawn sloppily with a dull pink piece of chalk. Alexa could tell it had been there for a while because it had smudged parts where it seemed like rain had messed it up. The children played with a red dodgeball that had black scuff marks all over it from nonstop use. The game was quite popular, it was easy, energetic, and the simplest of entertainment for all ages. Alexa hated it, she never wanted to play.

When her grandmother arrived, Alexa rushed to her car, thankful she didn't have to stay one more minute among the other children.

Daven left the four-square group and yelled, "See you tomorrow, Alexa!"

Alexa ignored him and slammed the door, slumping down in her seat and pretending she hasn't heard him. Her grandmother drove her back home in silence, until they got to their destination.

"Was that boy... a friend? Have you finally found friends?" Her grandmother asked.

Alexa crossed her arms.

"At last! I knew you did!" Her grandmother said excitedly.

Alexa got out of the car.

"I dont have friends! Their annoying, mean, and...and... Ugh!" Alexa shouted, running into the house and swiftly up to her room in the attic.

"You'll get some sense one day!" Her grandmother shouted up the stairs.

Alexa kicked her shoes off and threw herself on her bed, starting to cry.

"I don't need them! I don't want them! I... want them? No! Yes? I don't know!"