black hearts 🖤🖤 (a short story)

chapter 1

"HURRY UP," I heard my mum scream at me, "you're going to be late on your first day! What sort of an impression is that going to give the school?"

Mum has always been one who overthinks things and turns everything into organised chaos. If things didn't go exactly like she wanted, she would flip. But there was really no point of her screaming so much - my new school, the school that has had my name on their waiting list for four years now, the school that all my friends go to, the school closest to my house, was only a mere 5 minute walk away from our house. And there were still 40 minutes until school starts!!!

"I'm coming Mum," I reassured her, "and don't worry, I'll make sure I'm there at least ten minutes early." It was always a good idea to just tell mum what she would want to hear, and anyway it wasn't a lie. I obviously wanted to get there slightly early so I could get my head around things. I don't care if Mai said she'll be there to guide me to all my classes and help me generally find my way around the new school; I enjoyed being independent and I wanted to learn how to get around the place alone.

"KRISTINA!! Hurry up!" Wow, mothers really do go crazy over nothing. Or maybe it's just that God put a bit of extra crazy into my fabulous mother.

"I'M COMING MUM!" I screamed as if my mum would be less worried about me being late if I raised my voice at her. I quickly stuffed a few pens and other stationary bits into my backpack and ran downstairs before my mother's next outburst.

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I've known Mai since we were little kids running away from guys because they had "cooties". We had our problems every now and then but in the end we were always together. "Friends Forever, Together we are Best Friends Forever." We both see it as the cheesiest line ever now, but it's what kept us bonded together after all our silly arguments and fights we had. Even now, when we disagree with things we'll always tease each other with our little saying.

When we got to year 6, the end of primary school, and we all chose the secondary schools we were going to we had made a pact that we would choose the same one, Central Bogdan Secondary School. Not everyone was going to get the school they chose first. Some were lucky and some weren't. I was part of the unlucky crowd, which was typical as I am one of the most unluckiest persons you will ever meet. I am the only girl in my school who had gotten a seat at Stately School for Girls. My mum put me on the waiting list for Bogdan immediately and now, almost 4 years later when I am in the middle of year 10, I finally got a seat.

It didn't matter that we went to two seperate schools, me, Mai and the rest of my friends from primary made it inevitable that we would continue being just as close as we were before. We even had a small band which is one of the most interesting things I have going on at the moment. I didn't really feel left out when I was with them but it was obvious that they did keep some things away from me. That hurt. But maybe, now that I am here in this school too, things would be different. They would all be more open with me. And I could be open with them. Maybe.