Afire Love

four

Chapter four: Every Organ Of My Body Detests Her

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"I've had enough,

I'm standing up,

I need, I need a change,

I've had enough, of chasing luck,

I need, I need a change."

~Burning Gold, Christina Perri

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LAST NIGHT, I slept thinking of Edward Darmian. There was so much I could have said to him, so much I could have asked, but the time spent with him had seemed to fly so fast, and I didn't know why. And now I'm heading to school, to face one more day of monotony and classes and Marcie and what not. I don't feel like I like going to school anymore. For once, I want to disappear, I don't want to be noticed, I want to be just another girl at school, rather than being a popular one. I do enjoy popularity, but getting invaded of your privacy just because you're popular sucks.

I park the Ford in the parking area, and walk to school. Jospeh's High is big enough, with about eight thousand students in the campus, huge rectangular classrooms, in which the benches are arranged on steps, so that even the one seated at the back is seen and can see clearly. The corridors are long, and they lead you to different sections of the school. The school is a ten storeyed building, constructed of glasses in the front. And a huge playground - really huge - is situated just outside the school. Sports and competitions are conducted there. And there are laboratories in the Lab section - Math lab, Bio lab, Physics lab, Chemistry lab, Computer lab and so on.

My first period is Trig, so I climb the stairs to the third floor. Something feels wrong. People turn to look at me wherever I go, and I feel strange. On the way to the class, some girls stare daggers at me, pointing at me and murmuring something. What's wrong?

"Hey look who's going to her class", I hear someone say. I bend my head so that I'm looking at the books clutched in my arms. What's happening?

"Oh yeah, such a whore", somebody else says.

Whore? Who are they talking about? I walk with longer steps, in an attempt to reach the class faster.

Once I step into the class, everyone looks at me. The class that was so noisy, filled with voices just a minute ago, is now so silent that I can hear my own breath. I don't look at anyone as I go sit beside Abin. Staicey is sitting next to Joel today. Strange.

"What's wrong, Abin?", I whisper, as slowly the silence begins to fade away.
He shakes his head in a reply.

"Tell me", I look at him.

"Buttons, later okay", he doesn't look at me. Something is very wrong.

Before I could get him to talk, Mr John Lewis appears, starting the class. Trig was never my favorite. I try so hard to concentrate generally so that I can get the least bit of information into my brain. But today, I can't concentrate. Today, my thoughts are swirling in my head, already giving me a headache. Mr Lewis doesn't care whether you're paying attention in the class or not. I don't pass any note to Abin, I don't even talk to him. I just scribble the notes in my notebook, and wait for the bell to ring. Eventually, after an hour of boredom and desperation, the bell rings. My heart feels elated.