ruled

part 3

When I walk towards my schoolbuilding several people congratulate me. Everyone seems to know it. Every time someone congrats me I force myself to smile and thank them. After they're gone I roll my eyes walk further. 

When I see Dale in the corner I ignore him. because I don't feel like meeting him. A couple of people turn their heads and ask me what's wrong with us. I rush them by saying I have to use the bathroom or something like that and then I tell them it's okay between me and Dale. after that most of them smile and turn their heads away from me.

I'm getting tired of them. I'm getting tired of my school.  Everyone seems to know everything about each other and they care more about others then they should.  I wish the ministers had sort me on school 2. People are sorted there because of bravery and independents.  They get to make a lot of more choices then we do on my school..

I don't know why I'm sorted here since I don't care about knowing everyone's secrets. I want to make my choices! 

did the ministers know I was going to break the rules somehow? Did they want me to get sort on this school,  because they don't want me to make my own choices? 

it wouldn't make sense  I think. 

Of course they knew I was going to break the rules at some point.  they know everything. well.. almost everything. I can't let them find out about my secret. unless they already know it.. which is impossible. so I refuse that thought.   they can't know it. because I didn't tell anyone but Dale and my mom.  and they both can keep a secret. especially Dale.

I meet Ymke in the hallways when I'm on my way towards history.  she smiles and rubs her belly, which is showing very much because of the babyboy who is growing inside her. Ymke is almost 17 and she is the most flawless girl I've known on this school. Her notes are perfect, she never breaks the rules and she's always on time with whatever she's doing. I used to be jealous of her when I was younger, but now I am happy with who I am. 

  "hey! how are you doing?" she asks.  "oh. fine.. normal just the same as always. you?"  she raises her eyebrows and stares at my flat tummy.  "just a little tired.  I'm happy I don't have to gag all the time anymore. good luck with that." she laughs.  I am confused.  why would I gag? What does she mean?

"what are you talking about?" I ask confused.   "the first three months,..." I scratch behind my ear and lift my shoulders.  "three months of what?" I ask. suddenly her smile disappears and her face grows mad. "your pregnancy! damn Isabel!  how in earth can you forget about that?!" she yells while she looks older then she is. She had changed.  She had grown up too fast. Black shadows cover her eyes and even an almost blind person would manage she's overtired.

people turn their heads towards us and the hallway grows silent.  Ymke must have been shouting very loud.  She colors red and mutters an excuse. then she walks away in the direction of the toilet. Her legs are shaking and just before she reaches the toilet she plums down on the ground.

I ran up to her and shout for help.  "do something!  Go get the nurse!  please hurry!"  more and more people circle around us and watch.  "Why are you standing there like that!? do something you idiots!"  I yell mad. some first years ran towards teachers and ask for help.

a girl named Bea sniffs and looks at us  "you are not aloud to use words with intimidating meanings on our school Isabel!

" yes and you're not aloud to be ugly," is say louder then I expect. "now leave us alone you smartypants!" I add.  Bea sniffs again and then slowly walks away.