A day in the the cell

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  5 years ago

Aww shit I'm goona be late for class I say while trying to snick out my house without my mom noticing I'm not at school. Great just freaking great Idont want her to verbally abuse me today because I'm so tired it's like her abuses are my good morning and my good night leaving behind my thoughts I quickly go to the bathroom and clean up before going down stairs but before I make a run for it I hear a familiar female voice "where do you think your going missy?"

Great just great I turn arround to face my mother "Goodmorning mother" I said she only looks at me disgusted as usual and her signature abuse right on point before it stings and hurts my heart I'm beginning to get used to it I have never actually seen or hear my mother not verbally abuse me for a single day I sometimes feel I'm unfourtunate or something call me crazy but I think I was picked up or was was swaped with someone else's child

Ahh relief comes as i feel freedom once I'm out of my house as I like to call it the cell Ido have my reasons being a typical girl from an Arab family isn't amusing I'm not allowed to go out and heck my mother restricts me from having any friends which is a total bummer and I feel like life just practically enjoys throwing shit at me I feel miserable but that's my life icant exchange it with anybody .

I literally run to class hoping I'm not late imean it's my final year at greenview highschool

iwas hoping I'd have great memories once we move to another state as I entered the class all eyes are on me my best friend Zoè gives me a tight hug "aww I thought you wouldn't make it did momzilla attack you or something" she says I fight the urge to roll my eyes and tell her " shush zee can you not talk about her I don't want anybody knowing what it's like in the cell" she smirks at me and then just when I'm about to say something I turn and stare at this new guy I presume call me girl fan fan but he was the most gorgeous thing ihave ever seen damn people should be sued  for being so hot! Focus feride! Icant have any  distractions not now.

"Everybody take your seats and be queit" that's when I  realized that all the seats had be taken  when the teacher barged in the class the only seat that was left was that In front of this new Greek god   I had no choice  but to take the seat luckily  the seat next to him was my other  best friend  Ryan our first class was biology which is my favorite so mr Williams starts by giving a short introduction about coordination

  It's  break time and everyone is fighting to get food to feed their hungry souls man you don't want to deal  with a bunch of hungry teenagers but I decided to stay back and  adore my new hello kitty bag and stay put and wait for the next lesson as I'm lost in my thoughts I hear a male voice "hey there"  I turn arround and I'm  shocked is the greek God actually speaking to me feride amer!

As if I just snapped out of it I simply reply "hey" while observing his captivating hazel nut eyes talk about dead drop gergous  he had messy jet black hair and wore like he's about to break hearts  ok I'm being dramatic but you get my point

" so  I was wondering where I could find the washroom I'm kinda new here my name is Sam short for sameer  by the way" I looked at him as if tongue tied then back to reality I replied "yeah take a  turn down the hall you'll get there " he simply smiled and said "thank you what your name?" I said "my name is feride " he then said " a pretty name for a pretty lady" winked and left me dumbstruck

WHAT JUST HAPPENED !  Zoè exclaims as I turn to look at her "what?"  Is what I managed to say "he totally just winked at you feride" I rolled my eyes and Got to my seat  but then Ryan returned and said his hellows before sitting next to my empty sit  right beside me "looking forward for the last year ey" i smirked and added "you bet iam the man himself" he scowls and says "stop calling me that!" I only laugh  I wanted this year to be special and have some good memories to take once I leave

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