Taylor's pov
I decided things would only get worse for me if I didn't try to continue on with life, so I thought that maybe I should return to school. Anne was going to stay home and keep and eye on Jackson and William for me, which I really appreciated.
the moment I walked through the front door of the school I regretted it. people were looking and whispering and giving sad looks. I didn't want any pity but I guess there was no way of getting around it. I walked to my locker and the moment I opened it I saw cards from so many people.
I put them all in my bag before swapping books.
I walked to my first class and took my seat next to Marcel. I had finished my work early and had nothing to do. "don't forget that your projects are do tomorrow." our teacher said while I sighed. I had already finished it.
when the bell ran I walked over to my teacher and she gave me the same look that everyone was giving me.
"can I ask you something about the project?" I asked while she nodded.
"I know what happened, so I can give you a few extra days to work." she said while I sighed and pulled the completed project out of my bag.
"I just wanted to know if I could hand it in early." I said before setting it on her desk before leaving. even my teachers were pitying me.
I walked into drama and got on the stage to start rehearsal when my teacher pulled me aside. "Taylor, I gave Christa your part. I don't think you're in the best state for this. I put you as extra help backstage. you know, since everything happened." she said and I just exploded.
"I DONT WANT TO BE PITYED. I CAN HANDLE THIS. IM FINE." I yelled before jumping off stage and grabbing my bag before walking out.
I sat in the hallway, staring at the wall in front of me, when I felt the presence of someone beside me. "want to talk about it?" Harry asked while looking at the same wall as me.
"I just want to live normally. get through the day normally. I want to play the lead in the play since I earned that spot. I want to have to turn projects in on time like the other students. I want to go home and see my brothers waiting to ask how my day was but that's not gonna happen. I earned that part Harry and now I'm stuck as extra help. I don't even think coming to this class is worth it now." I said while he sighed.
"she had no right to take that part away from you. you earned it. but after what happened the most you can do is try to live normally. you don't have to come back in but I gotta get back in there." he said before walking back into the auditorium.
I didn't move from my spot. I didn't want to. but when the bell rang, I knew I had to. I continued on with my classes until it came to lunch. I didn't want to be in there and I wasnt hungry. I just didn't want to be around people. so I went to the music room which I knew would be empty and sat at the piano.
I played a piece that I had been working on for a while. when I was done working the bell had rang. I walked out of the music room and to the library to study.
when the school day was over I walked to my locker and was surprised when I opened it to find a charm bracelet with a note. I unfolded the note and read it in my head. -to Taylor. I can see how much you hate how everyone treats you. I love how you make it known you don't like it. I love everything about you and I can see all of the qualities that make you special. I really like you Taylor. if only I could say it to your face. from, unknown.-
I grabbed the charm braclet and scribbled something on the note, only hoping that the person who put it there would get it. -to unknown, the bracelet was a sweet gift and I want you to know there is nothing to be afraid of. I want you to tell me who you are. from Taylor- is what I wrote back before leaving the school building.
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