SMOKE AND MIRRORS.

004

"I WANT NO MORE FIGHTS! GOT IT ANASTASIA?!" Anastasia felt the spit fly out of the teacher's mouth and land on her face. She cringed. Was that egg salad? Anastasia rolled her eyes and sighed loudly, "Yes...." She walked out of the detention room grinning. She turned on her heel and flipped off the door furiously.

Anastasia threw open the cafeteria door to see the usual clusterfuck of kids all doing different things; Astana staring at some guy, Jordan trying to stab a plastic knife into his veins, but one thing that caught her eyes was possibly the most beautiful boy she has ever seen. (Surprisingly, it was the guy Astana was staring at. Ana never knew she had such good taste.)

"Hot, hot, hot." She chanted under her breath, eyes following the boy across the room. The boy had curly light brown locks of hair, and glittering green eyes. Anastasia grinned, licking her lips as she walked over to him. She made sure to swing her hips.

Anastasia adjusted her hair over her shoulder and took a deep breath once she was close to him. The boy looked up at her, eyes not showing any amusement nor humour.

"Hello, I'm Anastasia and your lo-" The boy opened his mouth, throwing Anastasia off. "Shut the fuck up." He spat and walked away from his table.

Anastasia's jaw dropped. Anger and surprise buzzed under her skin.

"Hey! Come back here bitch!" She yelled at him, and stormed after him, combat boots making a commotion whenever she took a step.

Anthony opened the double doors leading out of the cafeteria, Anastasia chasing after him, yelling out every swear word she knew at him.

Both Astana and Nina were staring wide eyed at what had happened, until Nina burst out in laughter, "OMG, I CAN'T BELIEVE HE-" they took a time to relax before speaking again.

"Did he just reject Anastasia? I can't even..." their conversation was interrupted when Anastasia burst through the cafeteria doors once more, her cheeks glowing red. She went towards the table Anthony was previously at and picked up her lunch, sitting down. She looked as if she was steaming with anger.

Nina's giggles died out eventuallyand they looked over at Astana, "Hey, are you okay? You look pale." Nina's face was covered with concern.

"Yeah, I'm fine..." Astana croaked, eyes dazed.

Nina was worried now, they wondered if Astana was having one of those moments where she could feel her sister. Those never ended well. "Let's go. You need to rest."

Astana's eyes start to roll back, to the point you can't even see her pupils. "Hey- HEY."  Nina grabbed her shoulders, steadying her. Astana dropped like a rag doll on Nina and started to mumble nonsensically.

People around them began to notice this and Nina immediately ordered someone to get a nurse

Convulsions start to take over Astanas body and Nina put her on the ground, moving away objects Astana would hurt her herself with.

Seconds passed of Nina looking over the convulsing girl. Astana reached a peak, where it felt like Nina could hear Astana's heart rattling in her ribcage. Suddenly she just stopped, slumping. Everyone was gathered, watching with a silence that sunk into their bones.

After a moment that took too long, Astana's eyes fluttered open and shut again. A sigh of relief escaped the mouths of the students watching. Nina put their arms under her, and stood up, groaning. With Astana's head tucked into the crook of Nina's neck, they took her to the nurse.