Imperfect Introvert

Chapter 1- Here is Life..

Amanda hurriedly shoves all the books in her backpack, zipping the chain and hurrying out of her bedroom towards the dining table.

"I am not responsible for making lunch  for your children.."

Amanda could very well hear them, shouting and abusing each other.

"If you have snatched my daughter away from me, then you should be the one taking care of her and not me.."

The owner of the voice appeared in front of Amanda, practically shouting at the top of her lungs.

Klara.

Amanda glanced at her mother, she is looking at her like a stranger, someone she refuse to accept as her daughter.

"I didn't snatch your daughter..You are more than welcome to take away your daughter and leave my son's house and his life forever.."
Her grandmother shouted at her mother.

"You are responsible for this condition of my daughter, you are the one who pampered her, you filled her mind with venom, you turned her against me, she blindly believes you...you.."
Klara retorted back.

It is said that family is the support system for everyone, but Amanda was deprived of that from the day she had been born.

"I...I am leaving"
She stood up and stormed out of her house, the door closed with a loud thump voice.

A single teardrop escaped her eyes, which she wiped off hurriedly.

She plastered the smile, she had mastered in twelve years perfectly.

The smile that said I am really happy and not breaking every second of my existence.

Taking the stairs in the process because, yup you guessed it right, privilege of taking the lift is out of reach for people like Amanda.

On reaching the bus stand, she found the boy from her school, staring at some random bush.

He looks her way and smiles. Why you ask?? What's wrong with this guy??

Because he is a year younger than her and you are ought to respect your elders right??

She returns the smile and then they have a normal conversation which a senior and a junior can have...school...studies...tutions..etc..etc

After waiting for about five minutes, she boards the bus and takes the seat next to the only girl who cares to waste her time with Amanda.

Stacy.

The usual bright girl who sympathises with Amanda, this  relation which is given the name of "friendship" in Amanda's opinion.

After she had settled next to her, a random boy walks to them, having a brief conversation with her friend, successfully able to ignore her and then leaves when he could sense that Amanda wants to talk to him too.

Till this point the life is not that bad right, I mean there are hundreds of people who get ignored, laughed at, teased..not a big deal..

The moment she enters the classroom, the only boys group fails or should I say purposefully ignore to grace her prescence, the A grader group follows the suit, then finally the bad boys group is not any different in their approach.

Amanda walks upto her friend, another A grader, loved by most and envied by all, apparently people are talking to her and ignoring Amanda, like if it is new for her.

"Hey violet."
Amanda calls out.

She smiles, not a bored one to which she was use to, but a pure one.

"Hey Amanda. How is everything??"
She said fixing her glasses.

"Perfect."
She said the same fake smile plastered on her face.

Then as everyone has the fortune to have a word with Violet, she is full of gossip which is mostly true.

"Hey Amy, Violet."
There comes the other one...the funny forgetful friend..The one who had been the pillar of support for years, that one person that could substitute as your sister.

"Hey Samantha..."
They both smiled at their friend.

Apparently Samantha and Violet get engaged in discussing about some awesome upcoming songs and YouTube videos..

Which Amanda dont find interesting..For any normal school teen..YouTube is heaven..but she likes spending time in writing and watching soaps with perfect female protagonists...Quite different??

Another girl joins the group, sighing internally.

"Kristen, we thought you were going to bunk the school today..thank god.."
Violet said.

"I hope this school gets blown up...so I could practically never comeback here to find this ass-hole filled place again..."
She sighs.

Well Kristen is your pretty, sarcastic, grammar and english wizard.

The three of them are back on their YouTube discussion and she practically tries to nod or show some sort of signs that could prove she is still a part of this discussion.

From a distance she could find the A-grader group pointing towards her and then the usual calling out names.

The three girls sitting with her at the moment were the only people gracious enough to accept her for what she is rather than what she looks...

She is too sweet to retort back to any negative comment she gets, so for past twelve years or from the day her school life started...she is practically ignoring the comments, even if they were harsh, the only thing she needs is peace, after the hell in which she is liv...surviving...
So fighting back is not the option for her..

So life is not that complicated right??

Well its your choice...

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So this is it for the first chapter dear readers...I hope you are liking it so far..

What do you feel for Amanda??

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Alex