Life Can Change in the Blink of an Eye

Chapter One

Life Changes in the Blink of an Eye

Chapter One

My head was resting on my arms which were folded upon a graffitied lino desktop, my hands playing with the sleeves of my shaggy grey jumper sticking out from beneath my blazer. My hair sprawled over my desk, in a mess of tangled blonde hair, somehow held together by an elastic hair tie that could have snapped in any moment and my eyes were held closed behind thick rimmed glasses.

My thoughts led me to a happy place, somewhere deep within my current fantasy series, the only place I could escape from the hard reality that I was facing before me in the sixth period classroom. Religion.

The period had ended five minutes ago and the teacher knew that, but that didn't stop him from droning on and on about how David killed Goliath with one stone or something. The point was, I had droned out halfway through the class and nothing he was saying now was even audible in my mind. I never really listened much when we were made to sit religion. If I could get away with it, I would usually sit in the back of the classroom with my iPod in, but the relief teacher we had had for religion today insisted that we listened to what he had to say and not what Eminem could rap. Like I listened to that anyway.

Aside from the fact that it was last period, it was also a Thursday, which meant tonight late night shopping in town. My friends and I headed there each week, just to escape from our hard school classes that were weighing us down. Right now it looked as though I was going to miss the bus, and then I would be condemned to a night at home with my brother, since my parents were probably on call.

"Oi, Euro!" someone whispered to my right.

I chose to ignore them, thinking it was probably someone warning me that the teacher was staring daggers at me. If I cared about what he thought of me or this class at all then I would have paid attention in the first place.

"Tayah!" they whispered again.

That was it. They'd ruined my paradise. I had no choice but to turn around and pay attention to whatever crap they wanted me to hear, no matter how much I didn't actually care.

"What?!" I moaned grumpily, snapping my head to the side to face my daydream crusher.

He smirked, which only made my cheeks begin to heat up.

"What's the time?" he asked.

"What do you mean Casey? Look up there!" I growled.

"Well to be honest, I only really bothered you because I wanted to see your face and your beautiful eyes," he chuckled.

I felt my anger fading, a smile creeping across my face involuntarily and I had to bury my face back in my arms to stop him seeing my blush. Believe it or not, this handsome guy that happened to be flirting with me happened to be Casey Xavier, my boyfriend. We had started going out at the start of year nine, and lasted through the whole of year ten, to now, year eleven.

I heard the teacher sigh, once he finally realised that half the class was sleeping and the other half was looking longingly out the window as other kids raced by.

"Oh, you are dismissed," wheezed the teacher.

Suddenly the classroom filled with loud scraping and banging noises as everyone quickly pushed their chairs away and raced out of the classroom. Of course, I happened to be the first in the queue pushing to get out of the door.

My best friend Sienna was sitting on top of the bag rack, her long legs folded, and her fingers combing her brown hair through that she had recently taken out. Her blazer was discarded on top of her bag, her top button had been undone and her tie was pushed down. The look on her face as I approached with Casey told me she had been waiting here for quite a while.