Afraid

Chapter 2

The morning comes too early for my like and my alarm is already ringing for 2 minutes. I  don't want to get out of bed!  I'm not a  morning person, especially when I know I have to go to school. My bad mood is still here and I'm definitely not ready for a new day in a town I don't know anything about and I don't even want to find out. After another couple of minutes, I manage to get myself out of the bed and take a shower. I mutter a couple of indecipherable words and I start getting ready for a new day.

The music starts to hear through the small speakers at the same time as I chose a simple outfit made up of a pair of jeans, a shirt, and my favourite boots. I don't bother too much with my makeup, mascara is the only thing I actually use. After I straightened my hair and make myself look normal, not like a sheep, I take my bag and go to the kitchen for a quick breakfast. 

I go downstairs as quietly as I can and I'm not surprised to see that my mother is not home. She's never home. I feel disappointed for a couple of seconds, but the feeling goes away as quickly as it came. I don't know why I thought that for once something will change. 

Some movements in the kitchen catch my eyes and I see myself stepping in there. A middle age woman runs from one part of the kitchen to another making me stop in my place. Probably my confusion is shown all over my face because she also stops in her place for a couple of seconds, looking at me as confused as I do. After another awkward few seconds, she shakes her head and looks at me with a big smile. 

"Good morning Miss Green! I'm Mary, the housekeeper " I shock myself by looking at her with a small smile too and I don't know why. It's strange having someone in your house, especially when you are used to be by yourself. 

 "Your mother hired me to take care of the house and keep an eye on you. I will be here 3 days a week! " My smile disappears when I hear my mother actually told her to look after me. This could mean one thing, she will not be home, again. It doesn't butter me anymore, but I don't particularly like having strangers in my house, strangers that suppose to be taking care of me. I do things by myself for quite some time and I don't need a nanny at the age of eighteen.

I sigh and gaze my eyes again to Mary. She started again to spin around the kitchen preparing what looks like pancakes. I go to the fridge and I smile when I see the orange juice. Probably my mother told Mary to go grocery before coming here or maybe even earlier. I wouldn't be surprised if she put the poor women to do it before we even arrived in here. 

"You can tell me Alexis or Alex. I hate being told Miss Green." The woman smiles again and I decide is time to sit down. I'm used to making myself breakfast, but I'm not going to complain if she does it for me. I'm still mad and annoyed at what my mother does, but I can't do anything about it, not until I finish high school and go to university. 

I eat as quickly as I can and after saying a thank you, I take my bag and go out of the house. My car is waiting for me in front of the house and I smile. I go inside and set the GPS at the address given by my mother. It's going to be a long day. 

After a couple of minutes, a big building appears in front of me making me sigh. Of course, she chose the big High School she could find. I roll my eyes and park my car in one of the free spots. As soon as I get out, I can feel people staring at me. I roll my eyes again. "And here we are once again". I take a deep breath and start going to the front door. At least this is where I hope I'm going. The feeling of being watched is still there, but who can blame them? A new student after 2 weeks of everyone starting their courses is something new.  

I feel relieved as soon as I see "The Principal's Office " written on a door. I knock and after I hear a "yes" I go inside. A middle age man appears in front of me and thanks to God is not again one of the grumpy principals from my last schools. "You should be Miss Green". I nod approvingly and say a quick Hello. "My name is Edward, and I'm the Principal of the School. Here are your school map, your books, your key locker, and timetable. I hope you will enjoy being in here".  A say again a quick thank you and I leave the office. I look at the key and sigh when I see 345 written on it. This means floor 3. A take a deep breath and start going in the direction of the stairs. 

It takes me a couple of minutes to go upstairs, find my locker and try to see where my first course is. Everyone is already in, so I don't have any chance to get inside without being seen and once again put to say something about me. I hate doing that. Why every teacher likes to torture me like that?! 

Accounting with Mister Archer is my first hour. I need to take a deep breath before going in. As soon as the door opens, everyone eyes turn in my direction. I need all the control that I've left not to roll my eyes. "You should be Miss Green," the man in front of the class says. "Come in! I'm Mister Archer and I will be your Accounting teacher this year". I nod in approval and get inside. I look around spotting an empty chair in the back of the class and I smile. "Before you find a seat,  would you mind telling us something about you?" I'm tempted to say yes, but I stop myself. I nod instead realising it's not a good idea to start a fight with my teacher. "My name is Alexis, I'm 18 years old and this is the 9th high school I've changed in the past 3 years. I would be very grateful if you skip the part with the new girl. I'm not going to stay long anyway". I don't see the point of adding anything else, so I go to my seat. I'm not here to make friends or anything, so I believe what I said was enough. 

I get some shock looks from some of my colleagues, but I don't care. I'm sick of being the new girl. As soon as I take a seat, the girl next to me whispers enthusiastically "I'm Belly, nice to meet you!".  I look at her with a face of did you not hear what I said just a few seconds ago?!  "I'm one of the student's representatives and it's my job to show you the school ". I say a quiet no thanks but the girl doesn't stop talking. I sigh for the fifth time this morning and put my head on the desk. This is going to be a really, really long day. 

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