"Old raisin." I mutter to myself as I leave my first hour. That old bag made me complete a walk of shame to the front of the classroom where I had to state my name. Making it easier for everyone to know the new girl and for the new girl to be friends with no one, because everyone had already figured me out in their own heads, they did not need to actually know me.
Now, they all knew my name, Rosaline Eldest, along with my red hair that flowed from my head down to my mid stomach. They were probably making more assumptions based on my current outfit, a black jacket with a white tank top and blue skinny jeans, with black boots.
As I was scanning the halls I did not occupy myself with those thoughts, I was too occupied by trying to find room 218. I was closer to it when my search first began, now I was getting more lost in a world full of darkness.
Everywhere I look blank faces surround me, just random faces in the hall. People who don't even bother to recognize that I am a face, a human. Instead, they give me rough nudges for sharing the same space as them. A thought suddenly crosses through my mind, if they knew what I have went through in my past, would they move out of the way? They would probably be too scared to even look at me.
However, finding my next class is what concerned me the most. I had absolutely no idea where room 218 was. My eyes continued to scan the room numbers but it just was every number except the one I need.
I found a room labeled the 'MAIN OFFICE', I cross the hallway and pull open the door and walk through. A wave of rotten sanitizer stench reaches my nose and brushes my red hair back behind my shoulders.
"Hello, how may I help you?" the lady sitting behind the desk asks as me.
"Ummm...I am a new student and am having trouble finding my class...."
I gave her my schedule, she makes the fact that she was thinking so obvious. With her eyebrows drawn together and her hand resting under her chin propping her head up. I don't even know why she was taking so long to think..... I just needed help trying to find a classroom.
"JERRY!!!!!! ARE YOU DUMB?!?! DO YOU KNOW YOUR CONSTITUTIONAL RIGHTS!?!?!" Booms a voice coming from the principles office. A manly mumble comes is faintly herd, apparently they were talking, but the higher voice was clearly winning the 'conversation'.
"-WELL APPARENTLY YOU DON'T BECAUSE YOU'RE TALKING TO ME AS IF I HAVE NO CLUE WHAT I AM TALKING ABOUT!!!!!!" The voice booms again, cutting off the quieter voice once again.
"YOU NEED TO UNDERSTAND WHAT IS IN OUR COUNTRIES LAWS!!!!! WHAT EVERY CITIZEN HAS THE RIGHT OF!!!! HOW DID YOU EVEN GET TO BECOME THE PRINCIPLE WITHOUT KNOWING THIS?!?!?!?" The voice becomes even louder at this point.
"YOU NEED TO FIGURE OUT WHY I AM ACTUALLY HERE!!!! FOR THE TIME BEING I BID YOU A DUE" The door to the principle's office opens suddenly. A girl steps out, her midnight black raven hair flows in layers in the wind, as well as light hard blue eyes circled with a black line, she was short but she looked like she could take anyone on in a fight. She was wearing a long sleeve camo t-shirt with black jeans and black leather boots. Her back pack was also black leather.
"Ahhh, Miss Blackwater could you please take Miss Eldest here to room 218? That is your second hour isn't it?" The kind lady spoke.
"Sure thing Sue," The raven haired girl spoke. "Come on." She turned to me with a smile.
The raven haired girl takes a yellow note from the women behind the desk, I follow after her. We make our way out of the main office, she walks slightly in front of me as we walk, leading me through the hallway.
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Teen FictionWhen Rosaline Eldest moves into a new school her only hope was to be normal. A normal teenage girl who goes to football games, and high school parties, who has friend drama. But normal isn't in her vocabulary, not with her past. A past that haunts...