suicidal love

chapter 15

I woke up by my mom's voice
"Wake Up sleepyhead! Don't tell me you forgot, first day of your school starts today at 8 am, bright and early!"

What's happening to my mom I mean once she's giving me the silent treatment and today she seems so happy and caring? 
"Yea mom I know no need to remind me" I said bothered  and the fact that I wasn't socially prepared to a new school bothered me more.

"Okay honey be ready in 10 minutes or you'll miss the buss and walk to school"

"Great"
She shot me a look and closed the door.

When i felt myself getting somber, I brushed the idea out of my mind and got ready for school.
I dressed  myself casually, to not draw any attention to myself. I put on my favorite pair of black jeans, a white tee and a jeans jacket, paired with white high top converse.
I walked outside dreading what day I would have ahead when mom rushed to the door

"Your lunch hun "

"Mom I don't want to eat at school im fine"

"But you'll get skinnier darling"

Hahaha , that's what I want , I said to myself

"Bye mommy"

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I duck into Montgomery High School, my face hidden by the hood of my sweatshirt and immediately swept into the thick student crowd. I let myself drown in the swarm of teenagers and try not to make eye contact with any of them.I hate being the new student, in fact,I hate being a student at all.
The storm of kids continues to push and shove me for forward. I follow with it until i unceremoniously slammed my face into a row of lockers .
I shriek and pinch the bridge of my noise which is now oozing blood I mop up the sticky red stuff with the back of my sleeve, nasty I know, but I don't have another choice.
I can hear muffled laughter coming from somewhere near me, but I ignore it. I've learned to build walls around myself so that other people's rudeness just bounces off.
Instead, I yank my schedule out from my pocket and scan the paper for my locker number.
I finally find it at the top; locker 315. I look up,expecting to find a random locker that is far away from my assigned one. But,to my surprise, I see that I was crashed against my own locker.
It's almost as if the students knew where to threw me off, I think bitterly.
Luckily I almost left an extra bvb shirt in my bag so I changed in the toilet and went back to my locker , shrugged my sweatshirt and stuff it in. I then began to cram in my other stuff; books, pencils extra notebooks. When I finished with that I tack a miniature mirror to the inside of the locker door.
I examine myself in the reflective glass, I frown to my apperiance; its just so...plain. I have dark short hair with a straight fringe,  boring brown eyes and a very pale skin, and I didn't put any makeup on so none of my  already dull features are enhanced. I sigh and shut the locker.
I check my schedule once again for my classes:
1. College Algebra- Clement,P.
2. Advanced Placement Biology-Rogers,T.
3. Painting- Lewis,M.
LUNCH
4. Debate- Gunter,D.
5. Honors English- Sanford,T.

I heard the bell ring and I knew I was still no where near my classroom. I started running and finally found Mr. Clément's class.

When I walked to the door, the teacher motioned me to come in which of course caught the attention of the students who wanted to know who Mr.C was talking to. "Thank you for graicing us with your presence  Ms...?" He stopped in order to give me a chance to give him my name.
"Oh,um,Carolina. Carolina Rose". He looked at me then scanned the room.
He pointed to an empty seat next to a boy who seemed to be asleep since his head was buried into his arms. I gave a half smile and went to my seat. The boy next to me was still asleep which caused me to giggle. With that, he looked up at me and smiled he then widened his eyes at my shirt
"Omg you're a bvb fan?"

"Umm y-yes" I blushed

"Finally same here " he said excited 
"oh sorry im Destiny"

"Carolina" I said smiling.