Who Knew

School

[Winnie's POV]
I got out of bed and head to the bathroom. Looking at my own reflection in the mirror, I was a mess. Not that I wasn't when I had to wake up for school. But today, I looked awful. Extremely.

My eyes were swollen and puffy. As though someone had just punched me in the eyes, making me looked like a hideous panda. Dark circles round my eyes. My hair was sticking out in different kinds of direction. Maybe my hair could be a compass. I look like a walking dead. Or much worse than that.

Yesterday was one emotional night for me. Although I do feel much better crying out, I'm still feeling a little bit off. I felt like skipping school today. But I'll have to come up with an excuse for my parents. Too tired? Nah. Sick? Maybe not. They'll probably force me to see a doctor. Coming up with one excuse was harder than I thought. I couldn't possibly tell them 'Oh. I just didn't feel like it cause I'm afraid of bumping into him.' Telling the truth was not an ideal excuse for such cases. Sighed. Need to get ready now and get my butt out of the house.

I dragged my heavy feet towards the bus stop with my bag slanged over my shoulder. I plugged in my earphones as I waited. Where's my sad music playlist? I just love listening to sad songs. The lyrics are so meaningful and it just gets to me every time. It's as though I could relate to how the singers were feeling when they sang their songs. Maybe I'm just fish fingerly overly sensitive.

It was all good till a random stranger approached me. He really knows how to pick timings. Really. If someone had their earphones in, it just simply meant one thing. They're in the 'Talk and I might get nasty' group. I mean, who likes to be interrupted when listening to their favourite songs? Definitely not me.

Lucky for me, he's just asking for directions. I plugged it back in, right after he thanked me and left. The bus's here. I took the seat that's by the window and stared out as it started moving. It felt like I was filming an mv.

♪Little do you know how I'm breaking while you fall asleep

♪Little do you know I'm still haunted by the memories

♪Little do you know I'm tryna pick myself up, piece by piece

♪Little do you know I need a little more time

I got off and walked down the hallway, trying not to make any eye contact. Just in case. And went straight to my locker to get my books. Okay let's see what classes do I have......English. Okay. Biology. Alright. Blah blah. And then there's this subject that caught my eye in particular.

Math. I'm still not ready. I'll have to come up with something to change my seat. Far far away. Hopefully Mrs Butterscotch finds it reasonable enough. As I was still thinking about it, Amber came and broke my thoughts.

"Good morning Winnie!"

"Morning......"

"What happened to you? You looked so tired. Have you been crying last night? Cause your eyes seemed a little swollen."

What should I reply? I can't tell her. Not that I don't trust her but......

"I stayed up late last night to watch this movie. And I was practically bawling my eyes out which explains my puffy eyes."

I told a lie. But it wasn't entirely a lie. I did cried. Just that it wasn't for a movie.

"Since when do you stay up late just to watch movies? Plus, there's school the next day. Not like you, Winnie."