Psycho "Love"

Seeking love

I wake up to my mother slamming the front door, i stretch and smile. "Today's the day!" I say hopefully, jumping out of bed and almost falling to the floor out of excitement. I steady myself and take in an exaggerated breath, i make my way to the dresser and pick out my school uniform, the uniform has a black jacket, white, grey, and black plaid skirt, i also threw on the required white undershirt and pink ruffle on the front of my uniform. I checked my outfit and my dark brunette hair, i smiled to myself.

He'll Have to love us today.

I thought about today, maybe i'll see him today. And when i Do see him today, i want him..

I walked downstairs and grabbed a pop-tart out of the cupboard and grabbed my bag by the front door. I decided to walk today, before i left the house i checked myself one more time and stepped outside. Now.. For school.

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I walk on school grounds and people are instantly all around me, most of them are inside but some of them are sitting outside. The men in their black and red uniforms and the females in their black and pink/red uniforms.

I make my way inside, placing my items, including my bag and books into the locker, I don't know how i managed to make it into a more wealthy looking school. Most of the kids here aren't preppy at all, most of them aren't behaved either. I take out my books and pencil pouch and close my locker. I turn and walk towards my first class hearing the bell ring.

I round a corner and collide right into an open locker. I fall to the ground, not pain but slight shock goes through my body. I look down at my spilt pencils and sketches of the people scattered around me. They must of spilt out of one of my folders, i quickly picked up the papers first before my.. Companion could see them, then make my way to stuffing them back into the folder.

"Oh my god are you okay?" My companion's voice was sweet and definitely feminine. I glance up to see her squatting down, stuffing my pens and pencils back into the holder. Her hair was in two ponies on the side of her head, it seemed frizzed so her hair was poofy, ribbons were tied into a floppy bow before her ponytails.

I pushed away her hand and picked up the pencil pouch from where it was dropped.

"I don't need your help" i said slightly harshly

"Please, it was my fault." She said waiting for my response. I looked up and smiled kindly towards her.

"Really, i got it." I smiled slightly longer, her expression resembled worried and my smile faded slightly.

"Your nose.. It's bleeding. Oh my gosh are you-"

"I'm fine," i said cutting her off, picking up my pouch and books. "Like i said, I don't need help from you." With that i walked towards the bathroom. I touched under my nose when i got close to the bathroom, there Is blood on the tip of my fingers.. I licked the blood off my finger tip and rounded another corner, entering the bathroom.

I studied at my face, the blood has made it down my top lip and to the corner of my mouth, i grabbed a paper towel and patted at the blood going up to my nose. I placed the paper under my nose and watched as the blood soaked it. I watching smiling and giggling.

"Look how messy i am Love" i watched myself until i heard the late bell ring but waited a little longer, till the blood increasingly slowed then patted the rest of the blood with a clean towel, blew a kiss in the mirror and left for class.

Hopefully my love doesn't see me like this.

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My first classes up to lunch were all the same, i walked into the cafeteria and saw Her again.

She made me like this.

My thoughts told me.

What if Love sees us like this? It's her Fault! She did this!

That's right.. My Love might see me like this, and it's Her fault.

I walk up to her and smile warmly, "Hi! Would you sit with me today?" She turns to me surprisingly but nods.

Perfect.

I grab my food and choose an empty table, i start to eat as she sits across from me.

"Hello." I say softly and welcoming.
"Uh, hi.. I really didn't mean to.. earlier." She sounds apologetic, but i've seen her around before.. She's never sorry, it's all just An Act. She's one of the few slightly stuck up people at this school, she only acts kindly.. I mean, I'm no hypocrite, i Do, do it too.

"Like i said earlier, it's really okay," i said, attempting to sound reassuring. "I never got your name earlier though."

"Oh.." She seemed skeptical but smiled.

Perfect, maybe.. Just maybe she trusts me.

"My names Emmelia," she said smiling at me, it almost seemed sincere.

"Ahh, Emmelia. I'm lucy." I smile and continue eating my food.

After lunch was over i head to my next class, science. Emmelia.. What a nice name. I sit in my seat and open my folder taking out a new page, i scribble down the simplicity of this class, i at least have to pass my classes. I mumble to my self and write down basic formulas and forces.

"Lucy, can you please come up here and write down the formula to find weight?" Mr. Peterson calls to me, muffles of comments as i stand up and make my way to the front of the class. I reach the board and grab a black marker scribbling down W=MG.

"Weight equals mass times gravity" i say turning around and glancing around the class, my eyes meet up with a boy i've seen only a few times in the class. This boy, he has a darker brown hair with hazel eyes, his expression is almost careless. I feel my cheeks go red, i make my way back to my seat and sit down calmly, i glance up at him, he was slouched in his seat staring at his desk of books and papers. He looks over at me, i feel my cheeks still red. I quickly look down at my scribbling of notes, they all seemed like jumbles.

It's him.. My love.. I've found him.

I stuff my papers back into my folder and close my books, i wait for the bell to ring and quickly get up out of my seat, i feel his eyes on me while i leave with the scatter of people.

The last of my classes went by quickly, i thought about him through all of them. The way his eyes glimmered but hazed, i felt my cheeks get red again as i stood at my locker. I placed my books into the locker and rested my hands on my warm cheeks, taking in a breath and grabbing my bag out of my locker, leaving the school building before he could spot me anywhere.

The walk home was warm with the cool breezes of autumn, i made it home before mom does, she always works late so she can have extra money for her alcohol. I take my shoes off by the door and do my routine:
Shoes off, bag by my shoes, hair down, shower, put on pajamas, get food, enter my room, lock my door, eat.

My routine is pretty basic, but i make sure to keep everything short incase my mom comes home early. I write down sloppy answers for my homework and climb into bed. I lay there for a while, thinking of my day.. I need to get rid of Emmelia.. I saw him today, I didn't want him to see me today. I thought too much, i was starting to get drowsy.

"Just let it be for now" i told myself as i heard my mother finally come home. Jumbled sounds came from downstairs, i fall asleep to the sound of clanking coming from my mother.