Observer

Glass

Hey,
Im sorry that i haven't written for so long. I just... I haven't had time... And i just get carried away.
Beverly
She wrote slowly on a piece of paper in the corner of the library. They didn't and wouldn't realise she was gone. She pulled her bag onto her lap and unzipped it,  it's contents over poured and she grabbed her book from her bag. Reading the words as they dissolved into the pages. She lost focus and re-read the same sentence ten times. Sitting as she read, she listened to the silent buzz of break time that hummed. The scent of dried, dust and worn pages filled the air. A scent her nose became familiar to. Miss Sands walked into the small section where her cluttered desk and chair sat. Two other figures stood as they engaged in a conversation. Behind the towering walls that parted two sides, was a group of young boys playing card games. She knew one of them Juliette's brother, Josiah. His blue eyes, brown hair so similar to his older sister. So alike, a bond that was cherished and lacked in this society.

"Time to go"Miss sands announced as a few scrapes of chairs against tables sounded. She surrendered to the time and packed her book into her bag and left the room. Walking down the warm corridor, she ambled slowly down the winding steps as others rushed to their next lessons. She pushed open the wooden door and exited into the art corridor.

The thick, glass corridor exposed her vulnerability and solitude to everyone, yet no one batted an eye as she pushed another door open. She headed towards the English building and climbed another forlorn set of stairs. Gazing through the glass the school was seen entirely from here. Watching everyone pass by, in groups or sitting and talking. Everything seemed great and the sky opened to expose a patch of clear, crystal blue sky. The view slightly became blurrier and she wiped away the dirt from the wobbly glass. But her gaze was interrupted by her  own face reflected in the pane of glass, abruptly she turned around.

Following the blue carpet, stuck with decaying  gum, she had reached her destination. A statuesque, dark hazelnut haired figure stood ahead, his black backpack brushing against the wall. Logan .
"Hi Logan." Beverly greeted him as she stood behind. He turned around and replied "Hello Beverly." He stood, acknowledged her presence and turned to face the door. Silence became the music they both shared as the dust in the corridor fell from the ceiling.

Logan.Beverly saw him as the intelligent, athletic and resilient person he was. But she had felt behind all of this, his presence lamented for aid. He was such a determined, strong person, who was independent. But his emotions were only shown to those who, saw him as the real being he was. His trust so strong but malleable by society, they saw his heart as if it was made of iron. Once you knew him, the trust was unlike others, his heart made of gold. But his trust valued by many yet unachievable by all. Beverly always looked into his deep copper eyes, they revealed all yet disclosed nothing.Beverly didn't understand why she mistreated him so often. His presence rare, his amiability ongoing, it  was valued by Beverly  but she ruined it by divulging her own faults into flaws and insults of him. Before a flame of jealousy used to kindle but it diminished by realisation ;it's ashes revealed the ache she created. The agony that was reflected internally . How could she aid, if she was the cause.

The corridor slowly filled up and the buzz of laughter awoke her, like a cup of finely brewed coffee. A scent so awakening and tempting, how could a devil disguise itself in purity?  She stood still in the same place, watching them laugh, watching them talk. She this deserved after all she had done. Miss Tesreau walked out of her classroom and held open the door for everyone to walk in. Juliette and Madison chatted as they sat in their seats while unpacking their bags. Logan sat next to her and  unpacked his bag also while Ms Tesreau wrote with the squeaky pen on the board.

Once English was over, break repeated itself into lunch like every other day. Beverly sat on a comfy blue chair and threw her bag under it. Reading her book again this time her brain surrendered to the flow of words that entered it. From the top its worn pages a window formed, covered with blinds she peered through as she saw Julius, Edith, Adlynn, Madison, Juliette and Marcus enter. They all sat down on their usual tables and some opened books while others talked long, funny conversations. Juliette's face lit up with joy every time Madison and her joked around about their fandoms. Julius and Adlynn  read their heavy thick books, while Edith stacked books on the shelves. Beverly occasionally glanced at the clock, she waited patiently. Everyday she waited but they never came, time only grinned at her face as it taunted her. "Time to go". She had clocked it, walking the same path, stairs then glass corridors. Nothing ever changed...

The day had ended finally as Beverly speedily, said her farewell to the blurred,grey, cold gates. They were there.

Standing alone and they had waited outside the school gate. She jumped towards them and hugged them. Liberty had greeted her again. 6 hours of the best and worst moments of the day were over. She smiled from the corner of her face and they both waited at the crossing lights. Beverly pushed the small, cracked button and crossed the gritty pavement as the cars halted to the lime green light. She crossed and Liberty ran ahead into the small field of green and Beverly walked as others glanced at her weirdly. In reality, they couldn't discover or see Liberty because they already had it. But Beverly could finally, breathe the bitter air with somewhat hope.

When she reached home, she ran upstairs and got her head phones and pyjamas. Changing into a dark blue hoodie that read "watersports 2015" and a pair of ash grey joggers. She ate her dinner and instantly put her headphones into her ears. Symphonies of relaxation and secret melodies filled her head. Once again, she demolished the pile of homework and allowed herself to finally relax.