The Kingdom of Manervina

Part 1 -Prequel

Monday.

Alone.

I'm  alone.

In this automn evening,I'm watching the peoples and the lanscapses pass in front of my eyes.The bus is full but I find a place to sit.An old women,sits next to me and ignores me. it doesn't offend me.I'm used to it.It has always been like this.Since I was little,It's like I'm invisible.At school,nobody asks me what I think,the teachers often forget to correct my copies.Before,I stayed optimistic because I thought that my parents would always notice me and be  there for me .But one day, they gave me up to the orphanage saying they couldn't stand me anymore.It was the day I learnt not to trust anymore,it aas the day that the people I trusted the most betrayed mesincr this day I 've been a foreigner to this world.What happens there don't bother me,I don't belong to it aymore.

I missed my stop.I got off a couple of meters away with a bunch of people from my class wich I don't remember the names.I never really liked them.I turn to go back to my place but a hand stops me.It is Sam,a guy of my class.I heard that the girls said that he was the most hansome and cute boy but the boys say that he's a girlfriend-stealer .There is always a bunch of girls swooning around him and the boys avoid him.I wonder what he wants.

Sam:Hi Lara.

Me:...Hi.....

Sam:Are you okay?

I'm dreaming or he realy asked me if I was okay?

Me:I'm okay if it suits you and I'm not if it makes you happy.

He didn't say anything for a while.We continue to walk .

Sam:Truth suits me.

I didn't answer and I ran away like a coward.

I hear Bruno Mars' voice from the stairwell.Why does my foster parents persist into puting happy music when they  know that every thing is wrong.Adults will forever stay a mistery to me.I go in and my "mother",who was singing while she was washing the dishes,stopped and follow me by the eyes.I come in my room whithout a word.Bruno Mars finnaly shuts up.This game started a week away.I throw my bag on the floor and lay on my bed.I wont go eating with Sylain and Julie.I get up and look at myself in the mirror.The wings carved on each of my eyes sides shine in the darkness.