Behind the Fake Smile *completed*

Behind the Fake Smile Cp24

Slowly and disheartened, I turned to see the person who saw. The person who has blown the biggest secret that I intended to take the the grave. They just blew it out of water. I couldn't believe it. It didn't even last a day! Now the whole school will know about it. But would they give me pity? Or would they just think Anna's diabetic? Oh right.. and leave it at that?

Standing in the art room doorway with her hair cut into an intentionally uneven black bob dip dyed blonde with exceptionally large boots and a moderately dirty bold red apron over the top of her black and white striped shirt was the art teacher; Ms Smith. The teacher who probably has the biggest mouth out of all the people I know- including the shrieking self-obsessed teenagers.

My heart sank lower than I thought it could. I'd rather it be a student. At least they won't feel the need to blab everything but Ms Smith is one of those teachers who have their own style and attitude making her a sort of outcast from the rest of the teachers. So she usually spends her lunches either on duty watching everyone and making sure there are no fights (there never are) or sitting inside sheltered from the harsh winter winds eating her low fat yogurt with an unbelievably tiny spoon. She's pretty lonely and so, to entertain herself she tends to listen for any source of gossip and will whole-heartedly spread it around.

I nodded mutely.

"I never knew you were diabetic Anna!" Faye exclaimed loudly.

Again, I nodded mutely. Words seem to have failed me.

"When did you start becoming a diabetic?" Louise asked more concerned. I cringed as I looked up and saw pity on everyone's faces. I didn't need it and I didn't want it.

"You make it sound like I chose for this to happen," I narrowed my eyes at her.

She opened and closed her mouth, unsure of how to reply.

"She never meant it like that and you know it Anna," Emily didn't even blink as she replied.

"A couple of weeks ago," I shrugged hoping not to make this into a bigger deal than it was.

"Why didn't you tell us?" Louise asked gently staring at me intently. I looked at everyone before I answered.

"The reason why I didn't tell you is..." I looked up again and they still had the same expression of pity, I took a deep breath to calm myself down and opened my mouth to speak. "The reason why I didn't tell you is because I don't need those pathetic looks of pity! Do you even realise how offensive it is to me! I don't want your pity! I just have diabetes! It's not like I'm going to drop dead any second!" I shouted at both my friends and Ms Smith.

My hands clasped itself on my mouth in horror; I can't believe what I had just said. That was so... out of character. Without waiting for a reply I quickly picked my bag up and ran out the room. I had no idea where I would go but I didn't care. As long as I'm not with them. Fortunately, the bell rang within minutes of the event and I thankfully made my way to History. I sat down in my usual place, back row corner, and my heart sank when Faye walked in. She sits next to me. I just hope she isn't too harsh with me about my outburst.

"Hi," Faye smiled her normal toothy-smile showing her two dimples.

"Hey," I gave her a small timid smile.

"You alright?" Faye asked guinually concerned.

I nodded keeping my eyes ahead of me. I sighed and forced myself to look at her dark, dirty blue eyes. "I'm really sorry about my random outburst. I didn't mean to shout at-"

"It doesn't matter," Faye interrupted with a kind smile. "We all understand. I mean, I'd be pretty upset if I just had diabetes and everyone was giving me pity because that would just remind me that I had diabetes."