I dont care

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-Victoria pov-

I guess this is my first day of school... but I don't really care. My parents say that I should go to a good school or make new friends or learn a new language for my "future"

But I don't care. Who cares about going to a good school. Isn't every school the same? Learning a new language? Whats wrong with what I'm speaking now?

They just don't get it. But they can just do whatever they want. I don't care. I honestly don't mind this school as long as I get to use my phone, don't have a stupid teacher that scolds everyone and most importantly not have some bitchy people that is well bitchy

I quickly got ready and went out while bidding my mom goodbye. Even thought I don't really care about much around me, I still had to respect them because they practically forced me to.

The streets here is very quite which is good. There wasn't any old uncle shouting from across the street like in my old country. I put on my earpiece and pressed shuffle. I smiled to myself while listening. I quickly looked around and saw no one.

I breathe in and out and started walking to the new school. Guess I woke up too early because there was barely no one. I was the only person here with some group of people doing homework at the bench. The school was okay I guess nothing special.

I breathe in and out again and walked to the office to get my timetable that my mom asked me to collect.

Victoria:*pulls out one of her earphones* umm excuse me? Is this the place where I collect my timetable?

Staff: umm yes. Is your name by any chance song q...qi...qi...

Victoria: just call me Victoria. And yes.

I just don't like it when people mispronounced my real name. Thats why I gave myself this "name"

Staff: Oh OK. Here! *hands over* and here's your locker. Have a good first day.

I just turn back and walked away. I don't care about what stupid locker. I just want to to to my class and sleep. The map was pretty big not going to lie but I prefer exploring myself rather than looking at a map.

Classroom 8.... 8....8... oh there! Its so easy to find it. I put my bag down and started inhaling more air and exhaling it. I walked to the gooup of students there to see what they are up to

Turns out they were studying chemical and all that. I don't know or more like I don't care.

I explore around the school to make sure I wouldnt get lost. So this is the music room , that's the art, this is the lab, this is classroom 18 , this....

I was talking to myself but no one could hear me. my "superpowers" allowed to do so. Well the thing is. I never really know how I got it.

I just came back home from school and breathe in and out. When my mom came out of the kitchen ,she looked at the door and closed it. When she looked at where I was sitting she didn't smile like she always do. She just walked off.

I sensed something amiss. She had never ignore me. I also havent done anything wrong. I quickly look at the mirror and didn't see my reflection. I was shocked! I quickly reenact what I did when I came home and when I breathe in and out surprisingly I could see myslef again.

I wonder what's that all about? I didn't believe it at first. I just thought it was a dream. A dream that would never happened.

But I started using it everyday. When I walk to school or when Im alone. I didn't want people to judge me. They said that I was ugly or I have a rude personality. My heart would always break into millions and millions of pieces.

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