Akira's POV
"AKIRA WAKE UP!!!!!" my mom shouted at the top of her lungs being my most pleasant alarm clock. Note sarcasm... I reluctantly got out of my paradise AKA my bed and freshened up for my new university in a new city. Yep, that's right, I moved to Mumbai! Hooray! Not. I was forced to come here by a very unfortunate series of events that I do not wish to discuss. I have a very dark past that is the cause of me being so odd and unapproachable. I just have to put on a fake smile and pretend that I'm completely fine which shouldn't be that hard for me at all considering all my practice. You see, I put up these walls around my mind and heart so that no one but direct family can affect me in any way. I want to protect myself from getting hurt. I won't let anyone in because they will betray me and they will hurt me and I know that if I get hurt one more time then I will crumble and I won't be able to take it anymore. I will just fade from existence and no one will ever have to deal with the ugly truth that is me ever again. Maybe that's a good thing? Maybe I should just die and do everyone a favor. But no. My parents love me. I know it. I can't die knowing that I'll hurt them, the only people who care about me. They've always been there to pull me back up once I fell. My eyes darted to the clock on my bedroom wall and I realized that if I just stand here thinking then I'll be late to university on my first day and that's not the impression I want to make. I change into my outfit for the day and I get all my things and stuff them into my backpack. Then I swing it over one shoulder and grab a banana on my way out the door right before grabbing my car keys. Yeah, I have my own car. Be jealous. I'm just kidding! Maybe....
My Outfit ^
After about 15 minutes, I reached my new university. It was actually pretty cool! I parked my car and made my way towards the gates. As I stepped into the compound I realized this was gonna be a very interesting experience as I could see the different cliques because they were so segregated. I knew that I would be on my own as I didn't want to repeat my mistakes from last year so I am completely closed off from everyone in this university except for teachers and staff. I then followed boards around to the main office and registered myself. After I got all my necessary details such as locker number, locker combination, class schedule and a map of the university, I organized myself and sat down in the front seat of my first class; science. I kept my head down as students started to file in, thinking that it would make me less approachable and make me less noticeable but boy was I wrong!
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A Broken Soul
RandomAkira Malhotra. A girl with a broken soul heads to a new city to take another chance at life. Having trust issues and a few scars here and there have caused her to instantly grab attention at school. In a bad way. You can guess what that led to. Tea...