In love with a Lolita

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As In love with a Lolita

~ Prologue ~

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They say, when you are a kid you can find out your true colours and how you will be when you grow up. They describe this with the colour of your clothes, what you wear. How you talk or they watch how you behave. But for some, it was a time where they never realised appearances meant a lot to adults more than kids. For us kids it was a mere fact that we were enjoying our youth, but for me?

I truly found my calling at a young age. I never hesitated, not one bit I knew what I wanted to be and what I liked. I knew how I wanted to be and what I will be doing in future. I had it all planned out, only the problem was, this life I was leading was only going to go downhill from here.

(Lunch bell)

“Alright class it’s time to go remember to hand in your assignments next week” said the teacher cheerfully.

I heard the groans of the students and I too was one of them, I realised I wouldn’t pass this class if I had not handed the homework. I was in fact in deep trouble as I missed out on enough assignments as it is.

I, like everyone else would like to be home now. Well, some seemed more interested in talking to with people. Me, I liked solitude I was a person of high anticipation when it came to communication. They had to grip me in to their conversation. In fact, there was no one here that could do that.

I walked into the cafeteria hoping to get my lunch and move on, of course it was bad a bad idea because the next thing I knew, I was swamped with slushies and milkshakes from all around me. At first when the coldness of the drinks hit me, it didn’t faze me. I was not a delicate person, I wasn’t a person to cry easily like this either.

“Hey look she looks even weirder now” laughed a girl besides me, when she opened her mouth I could see her cavities

“Oh are you going to cry now?” replied a boy to her side and I nearly smirked

Did they think I was that easy? That I will crumple to the floor and cry about how the world is against me? Did they wonder if I was going to run away? I had stood my ground and rubbed off the slush and gunk off the dress I was wearing. A shame it was one of my favourites as well that I felt the insides of me boil with anger. But, I did not move an inch or show them that satisfaction.

“Now this suits you more” sneered a boy on my left I stared at him from the corner of my eyes, he was tall and lanky but nothing to write home about. Where they just jealous of my appearance?

“Why are you just standing there?” A girl screamed angrily and I looked at her “Do you want more” she growled

And that’s when the second lot hit me, I was, let’s say not surprised but tired of this. I have been used to this at least twice a week now. This was getting old and frivolous, I was ready to hit the girl in the face, I even stepped closer to her. The circle around me parted like the red sea, and stood in front of me was the girl who ordered to get me slushied again.

“What are you staring at, get out of here no one wants you” she growled, I watched her and I realised she was shaking slightly, was she embarrassed?

“Get lost you freak no one wants you here” shouted a boy, clearly standing up for the girl

“Yeah and take your clothes back with you, you weirdo” screamed another girl

I stood and looked over my shoulders and everywhere around me. There was a circle formed in the cafeteria there was so much shouting, so many cursing at me. But my mind was on that one girl, what she did to me was a complete fail. She thought I would crumble, cry and run away forever.

There was nothing keeping me in this town, but it was a person who I couldn’t leave. If I had a chance I would run but I didn’t want to. I was heading towards the girl, ready to lift my hands when I saw the circle dissemble again.

I heard gasps all around; I turned around and saw the counsellor in front of me with deep sad eyes. I stared back confused what was wrong?

“All right break it up everyone leave” shouted the man, no one listened. Of course they wouldn’t something big was happening they didn’t want to miss it.

“What’s wrong Mr. Florentine” I asked politely, turning fully around now, his eyes softened even more as he stared at me.

“Oh, I’m so sorry.” Mr. Florentine muttered, and for a few seconds I didn’t hear what he said because everything became deafening to me.

It was like a silent movie, all I saw was his hand movements. I felt like the world had tilted, there was something strange about this feeling. Like I had known it would happen, but it was all going slow motion for me. I watched as Mr. Florentine continued, slowly the eyes of all the students took pity on me. I had no idea what to do but stare.

At that moment, I knew everything was going to be different for me. Only how much I wasn’t too sure, but right now all I thought was why?

I felt like I was disappearing, this was going to be harder than it already was I thought. If only I could turn back time. And the thoughts that ran through my head at the moment were nothing to be proud of. Some may have called me insensitive but I didn’t care, because all I was thinking about was.

How will I get this gunk off my dress was what I was thinking, when the news had hit me. Because showing my attackers of what I was truly feeling was taboo for me.

I was always a master of disguise

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