metanoia /ˌmɛtəˈnɔɪə/

Nouveau Depart

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I lifted myself from the ground and then I headed towards home-home can I even call it home I thought. My problem is that I have trust issues and what happened I got scared. I hope I don't end getting hurt in this country.

I heard a car stop near me then I looked at the person driving, it was a girl with blue eyes, small mouth and nose moreover she had platinum colored hair.

Part of me envied how beautiful she was since I only had ordinary hazel eyes, chestnut colored hair, bronze skin(but not too bronze) and freckles under my eyes. I know you'll ask how am I bronze and I have freckles believe me the same question runs through my mind. However I love it because it makes me special in a way since rare people have this characteristic.

"Hi" the girl said.

"Hi " I replied with a smile.

" Are you ok?" she asked with a concerned face.

Of course she concluded something was wrong because every time I cry my eyes look like I have been taking weed-red shot eyes I mean if your still confused.

" It's ok. I'm fine I guess," I played with my hands from anxiety.

" You seem new here " she interrogated.

" Yes I am. I came yesterday because I registered for college," I clarified.

"ohh really! Well guess what I also go to college. I could pick you up if you want. Do you live here?"

" I live with Mr and Mrs Williams. I don't know if you know them but it's fine I could go by myself."

"Mr Williams!!! of course I do he's a friend of mine. He is like my dad you know!! You'll be like a sister I never had!!" she seemed so happy which made me feel welcome in this place after what happened to me. She's so bubbly and that's weird like she doesn't even know me.

I gave her a smile which reached my eyes and said," I am happy to meet you. You seem one of the few people who are nice here. People keep judging me in this place at least my with their looks since I'm wearing this!!!" I pointed at my hijab .

" Don't ever say that! I'm not like other people. You can trust me. Now jump in the car so you can change and then we can go to college," she gave me a reassuring smile.

"I hope I am ready for the first day," I said while getting into the car.

" I'll be by your side don't worry."then she talked again,"by the way I don't know your name... I'm Beatrice"

"I'm Delilah"

"I like your name...You're Arab right?"

"yup" I popped the 'p' with a smile.

"Welcome to this dumbshit Delilah" she smirked.

I laughed at what she said then we continued our way.
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When we reached the cottage and went inside I heard some chattering voices coming from the living room but I chose to ignore it so I won't make Bea late for college. Yeah I agreed to give her that nickname since everybody calls her it.

I hurriedly changed into a loose dark purple tunic with long sleeves, white scarf and plain black pants.

While I drank water in the kitchen I heard a familiar voice other Mr. William's and Bea's voice. So I went to see who was it and to tell you I wish I didn't see who it was because this person is definitely someone I loathe.

What is he doing here???How does Bea know him and Mr Williams alsoo like come on!!!why am I so lucky.NOTE THE SARCASM.

They noticed my presence and all eyes were on me especially his deep blue ones. I can't ignore their stare I don't know why.

There was an awkward silence. I was just glaring at him because I can't forget what he did although I feel self conscious.

"Hey dii I would like to introduce you this is my cousin Zac and as you can see we both treat Mr and Mrs williams as our parents--"

"What is she doing here. Like in all these godd*mn places she didn't a place except here--"

"Wait do you guys know each other" Bea asked.

"I don't and I don't want to know someone like her" He yelled.

"You know you look like you're going to bomb the house with this boiling head of yours chill. You don't have to overreact ok" I replied back calmly.

He glared at me with his jaw twitching and believe me I was scared to death but I tried acting as if I'm not.

"Alex how are you keeping people like this in your house??"Zac bowled.

I snorted while shaking my head, "Is that what you have..I could act hurt if you want" I gave him a creepy smile satisfied with my comeback although I was hurt.

I decided that from now on I will act strong and I've been through a lot in my life. A jerk won't stop it. I won't let him.

"I'm going because I can't tolerate her presence" He stormed but stopped when I said, "I'm happy my face is ugly in your eyes" I smirked and went outside but Bea stopped me.

"Hey Diii stop!" she yelled.

She came towards me and said, " I'm sorry for what he did I know sometimes he could be an ass but he does have a white spot..he's just....scarred" she said with tear welled eyes as if she was going to cry any second now.

"Hey Bea don't feel guilty it's not your fault he's a jerk don't apologize and by the way I don't care what he says his words won't hurt me, I'm actually getting used to them," I smiled.

I hugged her tightly as she cried quietly.

This whole situation was bizarre. I had a lot of questions playing in my mind. What made him scarred?and why was Bea so hurt for him?

I put all these questions at the back of my mind when she said that we gotta go to college.

Well C'est le nouveau depart!