It's Complicated

Blue (unedited)

She walks the halls of the courpeted school as she made her way to the red room. The room filled with art work in the left wall, books in the right all of diffrent age color material and thickness. Infront of her was what looked to be the word "YOUR NEXT" written in blue paint over her woden desk. She walked toward the marked desk and switched it with the desk next to it.

It was only 7:17 and not many people where in the school. She tried to make the least of a nosie that she could. Grabing each side of the desk she placed it next the the other one. She quicly grabbed the other unmarked desk and placed it where her old one was. She picks up the bag that was sitting on the pale brown floor of the room. Pickking up thef pink pen that her mother gave her on the first day of school she started to think that if she would have stayed quiet things wouldnt have not been like they are now. She would have been writings the pages of her blue journel under the stairs of the auditorm. The only place where she felt safe in this school. Her eyes start to scan her suronding taking each object and seeing what else is missing from the room. She is now facing the left wall where she seeing half of the books covered in blue paint. The old books made out of leather, now ruined by those who havent even seen the wonders it beholds. She walks to the bookshelf she orginazed when she came here. Her eye scanning each books condition. She took off her maron sweater and placed it in a near by desk. She started to grab the soggy books and placed them in the floor. Her speed started to increase when she just pushed all the blue covered books to the floor. She couldnt cry thats what they want. They wish for her to cry but she sucks it up and grabs her moron sweater with her blue hands. She walk toward the door when she sees the shilluote of someone at the side of the door.

Her heart started to beat fast and her eyes widen as she saw the red hair on the corner of door frame. She gave her most fierce face and started to walk towards the light. Her hands where shaking sheecouldnt hide it. She was scared.

Her legs started to move quickly towards the door. She couldnt control them. Its like if they wheredoingtheoppiste of what she wanted. The moment she made to the door frame, he was standing right there smiling. His grin filled half of his face.

She didnt dare to lookdown, since it is a hint of weekness. Inside he r mind the word she practiced in the mirror yerstday stat to get messed up. She even forgot some of the words the where gonna use to make her seem more unintersted. Now that she was facing him her whole soul escaped and now she was alone. All alone....