SHE (On hold)

Chapter 3- One day at a time

So here I am standing before my school. Picturing events in my head that might seem too far fetched. After a brief venture into my dreamland I returned to reality and began recalling the rules I set for myself, I took a deep breath and made my way to my locker. I did successfully managed to locate my locker while managing to avoid most of the eye contact. The only time I looked up was to avoid bumping into a kid. The moment I glanced at him and said my apology for bumping into him, my analysis had already ended, from head to toe.

He had messy blonde hair, light blue eyes, and slightly yellow teeth accompanied by eye bags which suggested that he did not have enough sleep, nor did he have time to brush. No watch, but identical marks on both wrists inform that he uses the computer .......alot. Most likely a gamer. Black and grey striped tee with dark blue jeans and black converse shoes. Does not care about dressing( at least for today) . This guy is most likely to be an avid fan of gaming for prolonged hours. I shall now address him as gamer kid.

Well done Ryan. First person you look at, analysis complete in 10 seconds. I might be right, and I might be totally wrong, my analysis gives me a clue of who I am confronting and what are they capable of. But this does not work all the time, as we all have our own battles and stories to tell. Life mottos of mine:Do not judge as people may not seem like who they appear to be.

I took my books out and prepared for my next class. Not a big fan of geometry, but I will still try to do my best.

So 15 mins, into my geometry lesson I fell asleep. Well I did try to stay awake, I am 5 mins more successful than I was in my previous school. The rest of the day in school flashed past me. Most of it was daydreaming on how my life has changed and how I would like it to be. The remainder was note taking on my homework and a to do list for today. Before I head home I wanted to drop some books back at my locker and get my homework sorted.

Alright, now lets get home..... I had to walk by the boards to get to the exit. Apparently these boards did not seem visible earlier today. That many students I guess. To actually see the amount of effort people put into clubs and societies is slightly shall I say....... Intriguing. For A club for archeology. Well that certainly has a bright future when all they are most likely to find is cat and dog bones. Since crime rate is low, i figure there is nothing much underneath. There was something that was common among, the robotics club, club for gamers and poetry society. Gamer kid. He was vice president, for all of them. This dude has his way of expression.

"interested to join?". I turned to see who it was..oh great, speak of the devil..... Gamer kid. Be polite Ryan.

" no thanks. Its not my thing".

"okay, I am Jacob by the way, Jacob Tyler. I see you are new around here. What's your name?"

"I am Ryan Moore".

"ahhh.... so Ryan what are your interests? Our school does have an ample number of clubs and sport programmes. Joining one can help you spend part of your free time here without getting bored. You don't have to decide now, but there is a showcase this Friday in the auditorium for all clubs and sport programmes if you are interested."

I could not focus on his speech. This dude needs to chill. He talks waaaay too much.

I had to cut him halfway when he began asking me for more and more information about myself. Kinda creepy, but from the looks of it, Gamer kid is alright.

" alright Jacob, i got to go now, i need to be somewhere. I'll seeya around."

Hopefully not. After that being said I made my way to the exit.

I was taking the shortcut(or a route that I thought was the shortcut) to avoid people that might actually lead to conversations.

Just my luck, a girl had dropped some books and was struggling to pick them up.

She was only three meters away. Before I got to her my analysis had already ended.

Second analysis of the day

Nickname: library girl

Wearing white shirt with a comfortable green over-shirt. Maybe a sweater. A maroon skirt that ended,just above her knees. Black covered shoes with matching pair of socks. she might have been in a cold place. Brochures of the school mentioned auditorium and library had the best air-conditioning facilities. Auditorium was closed.( walked by just now)...... so library, maybe a librarian? Likely as she carried books ranging from cosmology to dieting books. No ear rings, no piercings. One silver bracelet loosely worn on the left. Right wedding finger had a small portion of skin that was darker,( restricted blood flow) or constant pressure. Likely from holding a pen. Finger nails neatly cut, no nail polish. She was of pale complexion with pink lips. No eye bags. Non-smoker, not a fan of eating. Frizzy hair, that was done with a center parting.

As I got down to pick up her books, I really hoped that this does not open a door for conversation.

Yes I do not like people, but I always help when I get the chance. Karma will always get you... Especially when you least expect it.

She did mention a thank you. I replied a welcome and made my way home as soon as I could before I engage in any other conversations.

Conversing was never my thing. It confuses me why people ask certain things. There was one incident back at my old place which will explain.

Aunt Summer was going on a date, and she asked if her outfit made her look fat. I replied yes and for that she got pissed. That was not my opinion, it really did make her look fat. Ever since then, when people ask me questions I give myself two options . Say what they want to hear or tell the truth. My opinion did not matter.

It was a good 25 minute walk back home. I like long walks, it allows me to listen to my thoughts and obviously my music.

The thing that spaced me from my music was the thought of my dad. And his recent decision making.

There is a clear reason why dad moved us this far away from home. 1) cutting ties with Aunt Summer. 2) the crime rate is generally low when compared to other states. 3) an attempt to make me do better academically. The third reason is absurd. I managed to get 70 percent out of a 100 for all my subjects. That's not great according to my dad. He always wanted more. And more. To me, he was a glutton for success. My success.

" well done, I am proud of you" said no one .

I used to suck at mathematics. Hated it then, still hate it now. The difference being now I get the grades, unlike before. From a D grade to a B. I had to study for 5 hours just on mathematics for 2 months. Just to get that.

All my loving dad told me was " what happened to the other 30 percent that you failed on getting? "

Since then I spoke to him lesser and lesser and eventually, we stopped talking.

I reached home by the time my brain grew tired of recalling.

The moment I reached my room I dropped my bag took a change of clothes and headed straight for the shower. I don't have much of an odor issue, but I like to keep clean. Shower and brushing my teeth twice a day is a must. The shower is also another place where I hear my thoughts. Helps me keep in perspective and stay away from people. After my family revealed their true colors with Aunt Summer I lost all my trust in them. I kept to myself, and it made my life easier. Lonelier? Yes, but I had my space and I was at peace.

I looked at the mirror to see a very exhausted me. It wasn't the sleep, I was sure. My body didn't ache, that I am fully aware of. I was emotionally exhausted. Yeap that was it. I decided to comb my usual side swept hair. And headed for my room to just lie on my bed.

Before I got to my bed I heard the doorbell.

" Ryan,please get the door I am in the shower"

WHY MUST IT BE ME? GAAAAAAHHHH

" alright mom!" .

I didn't bother to look through the peephole to see who it was. Screw that, I just want to sit on my bed and be accompanied by cyber space.

I opened the door and it was Library Girl.

What the hell is she doing here?

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Let me know what you think guys? And please tell me how the book is for you guys this far? Happy new year. Will update within a week.

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