Chapter 4

39 9 12
                                    

Todays my Birthday :)

Comment and vote

--------------------------------

December's P.O.V     

  *Next Day*

The day as come where I'm standing out of my classroom door just staring at it as people brush passed me to get in.

I feel the cold crisp wind blowing at me, while I stand still frozen in time. The slight wind in the air making my hair move in different direction, but I could care less. 

I, December Hail I'm afraid to go into a classroom.

Rose nudged me to go in, but I stood still 

"C'mon December" Rose says from inside the class

"I can't" I mutter 

I can't go in the class room because if I go in, it means that were gonna get that project Mrs. Sanchez told us about and I'm not emotionally ready for that. I'm not really do get the project and forget about it until the day of. Last time it happened I was a mess and during the whole time I was doing my project I listened to the song 'Don't Stop Believin'  on repeat.

"December, the tardy bell is about to ring. Your gonna have to come in at some point might as well do it now, your over exaggerating" Rose sighs walking in leaving me behind.

Some might think I'm over exaggerating, well I might be, but I swear I'm not. I know I'm not the only one.

Rose taps on the window from inside the classroom making me jump, making her laugh, I roll my eyes at her. Once she stops laughing well more like cackling she starts to make hand motions indicating that I should come in. I quickly shake my head and I point toward to exit of the school and I raise an eyebrow at her.

Rose quickly shakes her head making her hair go all over the place while mouthing, "No no no no."

I mean it doesn't seem like a bad idea, skipping this period. As I'm about to walk away from the door to the parking lot, probably to take a nap or something a voice stops me.

"Well isn't it nice of you to join us December" Mrs. Sanches says from the door making me stop in my tracks.

I put on a fake smile walking into the classroom while muttering in my head, "Fuck fuck fuck fuck" 

I drag myself to the empty seat by Rose and slump into my seat

"Okay class, " Mrs. Sanchez clasps her hands together "Are you guys as excited as I am!"

"Yeah" the whole class yells in fake enthusiasm

"I feel all your sarcastisness from miles away" Mrs. Sanchez mutters walking to her desk to take role

The whole class stares and waits in anticipation as to what comes next. I see a random kid sitting by me who has his finger in his mouth to what my guess is bitting his nails. Another has a group of friends around his table while they resight a prayer, not only that but they have a candle too. Wow and I thought I was exaggerating

Mrs. Sanchez speaks breaking the tension in the class, "I wonder why there are so many  people absent today"

To think, I could of been one of those people. Right now at this very moment I could of been in my car, singing my heart out. But no I have to be here.

"Okay, I'm gonna give everyone the back story as to the idea around the new project, I'm excited about. Even though you guys don't show the same enthusiasm as me, I can be excited for all of you, if that makes sense. So, I thought about it last month while I was recently married with my lovely husband-" and so on went Mrs. Sanchez with her story I could care less about.

Both PerspectivesWhere stories live. Discover now