What's the fun in being normal??
Author's note : Joan is narrating the story from now on
Days went by and it was about two weeks since i was out of that seemingly innocent prison called hospital wing... I kept attending tons of classes , getting loads of homework everyday , pulling all- nighters , having noone to talk to but somehow i was still alive...
But it 'd be quite unfair if i didn't mention Jonnathan... That guy always seemed to be in the right place the right time ! I needed help and somehow - magically - he was always there ! Boom!!
I didn't want to talk about what had happened earlier that month yet and he was tactfull enough not to ask me about it... It was like nothing had happened and i could actually believe it if it wasn't for Achilleas wandering around like a lost puppy ... (not quite nice but it was true... )
But soon i started getting too engaged in the studying part as things were geting a little harder for an " outsider" like me ... It was almost half a year since i first stepped into this school and it felt like years and years had passed since that sunny afternoon i came here suprised by the smell of the flowers ! ( in case you forgot i love -nahh i'm obsessed with describes it better- the smell of the flowers and the smell of books )
And there i was now fully engaged in the schedule and the homework that goes with it like i was meant for doing exactly this... Adjust fast and study hard at this amazingly inspiring place...
Tonight was a typical night and i was studying in the hige library as always.. I was almost in the last paragraph of a very long paper that was due tommorow when everything went blurry and eventually pure black...
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I woke up all of a sudden anxious i was forgeting something important... I glanced at the clock : 7:50
" Holly snap i'm gonna be late again" i shouted frantically and jumped out of bed. I grabbed a towel and rushed to the common bathroom that was luckily close enough to my bedroom . The warm water was pouring and splashing on the cold marble of the cubicle creating an oddly satisfying rumble.
" i must not be late today , it's not what i had planned !" I murmured to myself . " it's inevitable though i'm probably already late " i thought...
But when i stepped out from the bathroom - my uniform on and my practical flat matching soes- ready to start hurrying to my History class Jonnathan showed up...
- Why aren't you in class this late don't tell me you're skipping classes now... I said almost shouting the last words...
-well , good morning to you too ... He said quite angrily but a smile was creating on his face...
-sorry i guess i got a little too overwhelmed... I said shyly my cheeks burning....
- It's ok don't be sorry ! Hey so what was that about being late it's only 7:55 and i...
- Are you kiding me ? I didn't let him finish that sentence...
-What are you talking about Joe ? What kidding ?
- Nevermind , i was just confused... Actually what about a quick breakfast before History ?? I proposed trying to hide the mess inside my head...
Of course he didn't get that i was avoiding our previous conversation and he agreed while softly pushing me down the stairs...
After our small meal was done we went right to our classroom and patiently waited for Ms Martens to arrive.. He -Jo - was sitting next to me without saying a word.. I took avantage of that silent moments that ricked and started thinking about what had happened
You're losing it girl and it's only 8:00am i thought to myself...
This particular class was too boring even for a booklover and history maniac like me (did i mention i love history? )
I could feel my eyes burn from the lack of sleep because of the paper i had to finish and the borefom i felt wasn't helping at all...
And just as i wished that the bell could ring it actually happened... The bell rang and everuone got up ready to leave ... I was about to do so when i heard someone calling my name...
" Joan sweetheart" Ms Martens said " can i talk to you in person for a second please?
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Did you guys liked this looong part??
Again i'm sorry for being so bad at uploading lately...
Hope you can forgive me ...
Any comments? Any rushing to the white little star down there?
I hope there is cuz guys i know those parts are not quite interesting they are crucial for the story so give the plot some time ...
Until the next chapter , stay original
Xoxoxo emma
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