I woke up with the sharp morning alarm. Harry had already served the breakfast and had already gotten me registered for high school, well he said me about that last night but it didn't excite me at all.Actually I ignored about the idea of getting ready for school. The only hope I hadn't given up was to meet Steve. He drove me to my new school. An unknown fear got over my nerves, I didn't knew why but this was like my stage fright. I got down, Harry waved me good lucks. The front building had a long entrance hall, before I could think where to go, girl leapt over with a grin.
'hi' she said
'hi' I forced a smile in.
' I'm Becca'
'nice to meet you' however I had to add something for conversation. Talking with someone had turned into some kind of exercise tome, I felt uneasy, making my lips work had become difficult, I never thought that six months could change me so much.
'and you're.....' she searched for some names perhaps,it was easy to read her face.
'Lucy Frost, aren't you?' another girl interrupted.The girl seemed to be more and more rich than my expectation, everything in her had attitude. I kept mum, I wasn't in a mood to create a scene. She threw an old newspaper on my shoulders.
'famous everywhere, enjoy' she walked away.
I recognized the front image, it was me with the headlines GIRL UNDER AGE KILLS HER MOTHER, written with big black bold letters.I didn't feel insulted at all but I wondered how that girl managed keep hold of such old news and how did she exactly knew that I was to come today. I walked towards my locker, the girl kept pace with me, she blocked my way
'say it's false....' She paused and continued looking at my pursed lips ' I know you didn't do it, you can't kill someone...how can you???' she continued staring at my face expecting me for answers
'look at.... So cute face... how can you??? It's impossible!!' she cried near my ears. I didn't want to discuss about my past anymore but I wondered how she thought my sullen cheeks to be cute.
'Ok I won't ask about, if you don't want to answer' she is amiable, actually more than friendly. Three girls provoked from behind perhaps trying to flame my anger which was shut from years.
'a killer behind a pretty face' the three girls smirked deluging flaps, the words made Becca feel insulted, I could feel the anger on her red face, she turned around and pretended the similar round faced girls weren't there.
She said 'let's go' holding my hands. She was already my friend. I could deny it, actually didn't wanted to.
'I'll smack those ugly mug' she whispered near my ears. I smiled a bit. I went to my biology class, the teacher was strict and hoarse voiced. Literature time
'turn to page 20' Mr Smith asked softly
'the paper was smoother than ever and it's essence reminded me of my old days'
It was half an hour being past the class started, at sudden the world began to cruise.My head started spinning, then I realized after a short while the bench was on the craze, it was tilting longitudinally. I looked down at the chair, the back legs were immersing under ground with every degree of tilt. And with the next blink I was sleeping on the edelweiss creamed ground, it seemed to be upside down but soon it turned normal. It was beautiful.I went through the motion of getting ready to sit up and observe it carefully,my eyes didn't believe it, my mind was in a heavy stupor to take it. I gulped and sat upright bolt. The only thing I could see everywhere was red leaves and flowers- it was the red place, it was mesmerizing. I had never seen anything so beautiful in my life. The tip of the red leaf end touched my forehead which was hanging out of the largest tree. Beside me some inches far a boy was lying perfectly still on the grass, his lavender pale face glistened with the patch of reflecting sunbeam, under the shade of coolness the softness of his eye melted, his topaz eyes rolled towards me and a sweet tone spoke to me
'lie down Lucy, don't crush your mind under piles of confusion, you need rest' I lied back without any query, my mind retorted the question back to life belatedly
'have we met before'
'Why do you think so?'
'how you got to know my name?'
' I know you earlier than your mind will be able to fetch me' and he disappeared. A harsh bell clang on to my ears and I was awake. The class had finished, a new face held my hand
'excuse me' I jerked my hand back
'you are cold like hell' I felt it to be true, I didn't realize how; but something was misty not caught by my mind ' I'm sorry but I felt like you're ill'
'no... actually' I outlived into a pause, I didn't really knew what to reply 'I bore to sleep' her incurious and worrying face made me feel better.
' I'm Margot'
'Lucy' I replied with the tremble still in my voice.I never knew why my voice trembled whenever I introduced myself, I never liked to take my own name, it's just like making yourself remember who you are.
'so, new here'
'umm... yes'
'joined in the half year?' she stared at my face. And as always I kept mum.
'Ok, leave that....'
We talked a lot, I was happy as I made a new friend with whom I felt satisfied. School was boring, I got a lift with Daniel. Harry house, I had a spare key that Harry gave me last night.
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