Now Or Never

Chapter Five

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Chapter Five: 

Should I go? Or should I skip the session? It's not like Mr.Kingston gonna check and make sure I go. But what if they do? It doesn't matter, I've done a LOT worse. But I don't wanna get in trouble, I've been doing so well. And on the plus side, I get to miss Gym.  I'll just go, but I won't say a word to the therapist/counselor. Yep. 

What a wonderful Monday morning. Me, roaming around the hallways of my snob school and deciding whether or not to go to my customary appointment at the stupid school counselor. And the only reason I'm going is because I get to miss Gym.

Why is Gym right in the morning anyways? We get all sweaty and then probably stink for the rest of the day. Haha, it's not like I participate. I sit on the bench in the corner, on my phone, listening to music. 

"Okay, I have to go now. I'm already 11 minutes late, my bad." I mumbled to myself, turning left and spotting the office. I walked in with a bang, slamming the door shut behind me. Yes, I was being very dramatic. But excuse me, I am a teenage girl. It's in my job description.

"You are late." A man, probably mid thirties, snapped rudely. He had brown hair, blue eyes. He was wearing glasses and a light blue button up shirt. His arms were crossed and one of his eyebrows were raised to show his impatience. 

Weren't therapists supposed to be kind, patient, and understanding? The ones I'd been to before certainly were. Not that I spoke to them, but they never showed attitude. 

I took a seat on an uncomfortable navy blue armchair in front of his desk, swallowing back a snappy retort. It would annoy him more if I didn't reply. 

"Aren't you going to apologize for being late?" he asked, smirking a little bit. Ahhhh, I understood his approach now. He was trying to piss me off so I could explode and let out my feelings or something. Well, that wasn't working on me. I composed my face into a blank mask and stared at him silently. 

"I see the kind of delinquent you are. You had a spoilt childhood, with broken family. Your parents had too much money for their own good. Now you are always misbehaving to try and get attention from your parents. How typical, and tragic." He continued mockingly. I'm pretty sure faculty are NOT allowed to behave like this. 

But I had to hold back my smile at his silly assumption. That was so, so off. Completely wrong. Well, except for the 'too much money for their own good' part. That was true. I rolled my eyes, and examined my nails hoping that if he saw his words weren't affecting me he would stop talking. Unfortunately, he didn't shut it.

"You're not going to reply? Oh wait, you probably don't have enough self-respect to defend yourself. That is absolutely heartbreaking." he said, letting out a dry chuckle and snorting. I had enough. This is a waste of my time and it was absolutely pointless. He couldn't even manage to pis me off, forget attempting to console me.

I tore out a piece of paper from my notebook and wrote four simple words, THIS IS ABSOLUTE BULLSHIT. I crumpled it up and put it on his desk, standing up and walking out of the office. 

A/N: Another day, another dawn. Another fight, another chapter! Yeah, I just ruined that song.... :) I like how this is going, and I hope you do too! However, I do wish I could improve my writing style. You know the drill, Vote and Comment!!! And spread the word dudes!

- Mia :*