Discovering Carter

chapter four

Last night was another night of laying in bed, desperately trying to sleep, but failing over and over again. I tried with all of my night to make my brain shut off and just sleep for at least a few hours. Even though i really wanted to, I just couldn't. Robert's abuse played over and over in my head. The scene was on repeat.

In my head, all I could imagine was what would of happened if I hadn't stepped in. Or if I said something different. Although he hit me, and left a noticeable bruise on my cheek, what had happened was the better of all of the other scenarios that I could come up with.

While trying my best to cake the makeup on my cheek, I decide to just give up. The makeup did help some, the bruise looks less ugly. But it still is noticeable, but I'm not too worried. I can come up with an excuse, I always come up with an excuse.

At school

I sit in my second period art class and sigh. This class is probably one of my least favorites. Although I don't mind actual art itself, I'm so bad at it and everyone knows. The teacher, Mrs. Krauss hates me because I have zero talent and my fellow classmates just laugh at my horrible artwork.

Don't get me wrong, I try, I really do. But even with all of that trying I still somehow can't draw a decent flower or even a circle for that matter. I really wish I could draw though, that would be so cool.

Since I'm getting annoyed with myself, I go lazily walk up to Mrs. Krauss and flash her a smile that probably looks a little too fake.

"Hey, I was wondering if I may go to the bathroom?" I ask while still plastering that smile across my face.

"Go ahead, just don't take too long," she states in a monotone voice and turns away from me to continue to try to help students are their projects.

I slowly stroll down the halls, making my way to the bathroom. Since I'm in no rush to get back to class I sit in the bathroom for a few minutes, wasting time.

As I stand there in the bathroom stall, my back against the rickety door, my thoughts roam and seem to run away from me because I have absolutely no control over where my thoughts start to wander to.

What's gonna happen if I ever get to Australia? How will I even find my family? And what if they're not as great as I hope? I mean they gave me up in the first place, will they even want me back?

I've tried to think positively about them for so long, I've been clinging onto this thought of a perfect family for so long. But what if they're as far from perfect as all of the families that I've been stuck with in the past? I hope they're different, all I can do is hope.

I stand there, with my mind blank. Time goes by quickly and I almost forget that I should be in class. With the thought of Mrs. Krauss giving me a lecture and making me feel horrible in front of the whole class coming into my mind, I decide to practically sprint out of the bathroom and try to get back to class as quickly as possible.

Making my way through the hallways I'm determined to forget about all of the negative thoughts about my family and just focus on getting to Mrs. Krauss. Oh, how I pray that she won't kill me.

And then all of the sudden, my thoughts are interrupted when I slam into a chest that seems kinda familiar. Like my clumsy self has ran into that chest before.

As I look I up I realize that the chest is familiar cause it belongs to Seth. Seth is standing right in front of me with a slightly amused but annoyed face.

"Why do you always run into me, Carter?" He asks as he bright green eyes stare into my soul again. I forgot how that felt and although it's a little uncomfortable, I don't mind it too much.

Anxiously, I look around. I honestly don't know why I run into him all the time. Faith? I have no clue. "I'm clumsy and I gotta get to class or I'll be killed..." I say trailing off because I suddenly remember that Seth still hasn't told me if he's made a decision on Australia yet. I don't care about Mrs. Krauss anymore, I gotta know what his decision is. "Never mind, have you thought about Australia yet?" I ask while hesitantly biting my lip and tapping my foot in a nervous manner.

Continuing to stare into my soul, Seth begins to open his mouth to give me an answer but it is rudely interrupted when a very angry looking Mrs. Krauss storms into the hall. Oh no, I'm dead. I'm really really dead.

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Hi guys, sorry I was gone longer than promised and that this chapter is kinda bad and shorter than normal. It's pretty stressful in my life right now and this week is finals week. But after this is summer and I promise that I'll update more consistently.

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- Sky 🌌