Disappearing act

2.

You'd think I'd be allowed a 'you don't ever have to go back to school' pass. But no. I've had encouragement from everyone. It's been all over the news about how teen girls are being encouraged to go back to school. But they don't understand it's just placing a girl into a school full of awkward, smelly, horny teenage boys will not make a good blend.

But with my dad being hooked on the idea of me going back there's no arguing about it. Once the news has fed him information over and over it makes itself a home in his brain and it's not leaving any time soon. He's completely convinced I'll turn into an illiterate moron if I don't go back to school.

I had given him the idea of home schooling but since...the thing happened. He can't really afford it right now. Going back to public high school is the cheapest option for him and I'll understand his decision. I have been really proud of how he's doing with the whole single parent thing. But I guess it helps he has those groups on how to do it as well.

Lots of men attend them but it's all about looking after teenage BOYS, for my fathers case, I'm a girl, which makes it all the more complicated. Cause you know, periods, emotions, boys n' stuff. Luckily there is still the good old Internet to help me if I ever have a 'girly' problem.

"Mariana hurry up, you don't want to be late on your first day" my dad yelled from the kitchen. Oh like me coming in late would draw anymore attention than the fact I'm the only girl left in this damn town and all the boys in the school know I'm alive since it's was all over the local news at one point once they discovered there was one left, but I don't think they where expecting me to come back.

I hate attention. Most girls loved it, used to feed off it in my school. The most popular girl Briana Richards had it all. She was blonde, pretty, rich and had the athlete boyfriend. I know so cliche. She used to cause all the school drama and I can't imagine the school without it.

I fixed my hair into a ponytail before checking my outfit one last time, not that I had anyone to impress but I felt like making somewhat of an effort today. I had on a baggy white sweater that was my moms and some grey jeans and of course my navy converse. I own like a hundred pairs of them since the thing happened all female products sold for basically nothing and my dad bought me so many pairs so I wouldn't 'run out'. I love him.

The drive to school felt like I was in the car for hours. The agonising drive to know where I was going to end up for the next 7 hours maybe had something to do with it. My dad dropped me off just outside of the school gates. "Bye dad" I half smiled.

I pushed my glasses up my nose and took a deep breathe. "Let's do this." I walked up to the main doors for the school and walked in. Almost every pair of eyes turned fixated onto me. Faces of confusion and shock. I quietly made my way down the hall ignoring the small comments. I just need to make it to main desk so they can give me my schedule.

"Dude! There's a girl in the school! No I'm not joking!" I heard one boy shout through his phone.

"Bet you ten bucks I can get her number by the end of the day" another one commented, gaining a high five from his friend for his comment.

I didn't want to hear any more. I walked faster down the hall trying to get to the main office. A small sigh of relief escaped my lips as I got into the office. I couldn't take another minute of that. I start to search my bag for the papers my dad said I needed to give the office people, as I bumped into a large figure in front of me. "Oh I'm so sorry! I didn't mean that!" I blurted.

My gaze was met with a boy who stood like the Eiffel Tower in compassion to me, I'm not that short so he must be like the green giant. He had an athletic build, for you could see slight definition of his muscles through his tight shirt. He had strong facial bone structure with a sharp jawline. His ebony eyes where staring right at me in uncomfortable silence.