(skyla's p.o.v)
standing in front of my mirror, a few thing were racing through my mind like wildfire, it was crazy. sighing for the umpteenth time today, i adjusted the straps on my backpack making my way downstairs, mother hasn't come home yet , its making me on edge, the silence was chilling down to the bone, so thick you would need a steak knife to cut it, felling a lump rising up in the back of my thought and make my way outside and head towards school.
not in the mood for anything, i make my way to class, i notice a crowed of people surrounding something in the distance, shrugging it of like i do most things I just keep walking. as usual i have my blank face on, but noticing Mr. smith looks nervous it changers to concern, "um sir are u OK" i ask , Mr. Smith jolts up a sudden smile on his face "oh yes yes i'm fine, perhaps a smile huh huh" sighing once again i shake my head and make my way towards my seat "you know one day you will smile again" he states "perhaps" i respond, his smile widens but faults a bit as students start to flood the room, once everyone was seated Mr. Smith clears his thought and begins to make an announcement "QUIET DOWN EVERYONE...TODAY WE HAVE SOME NEW STUDENTS, PLEASE WELCOME THEM" by this point i couldn't be bothered anymore, folding my arms across the table my head resting on top i start to drift of to sleep... but it seemed luck hates me, felling a tap on my shoulder, i lift my head to see the stranger my face shifts in to confusion, its not everyday that people want to talk to me.
however i did not recognize this person "yes" i ask in a dull tone of voice, his smile faults a little but soon returns "can I sit next to ya plz" shifting my head to the side i see the empty seat, turning back around shrugging "free country" for whatever reason he just whispers freedom and sits next to me 'maybe he kidnaps people' shrugging off the thought i turn back around only to have him start talking to me "so whats your name?"
"Skyla" is the only reply I give.
Finally realizing im not one for conversation he turns back around, taking my chances i rest my head back on top of my arms and drift away into a deep sleep
To be continued
