Interrupted Serenity

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thinking about it, it's strange the way people work. how we wake up in the morning, get dressed, eat, then leave for work, and that's how we live. we don't get a choice. if we want to survive it's how it works. it's almost cruel. then again so is keeping animals locked up but we still do it and get money for people coming to stare at them. S'pose i can't really comment. i am stood inside a zoo, while my bestfriend Luke runs around excited and happy. it's almost like watching a puppy play in the rain. without the rain, and trade the puppy for a 16 year old lad. totally makes sense.

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"i just love animals mads, more than i like guys. and that's saying something." luke chuckles as he licks on the ice cream i bought for him earlier. i laughed, my bestfriend was truly something. "oh believe me i know. i think it's abit cruel ya know?" i said as i sipped on my diet coke. luke rolled his eyes at me, the green flickering in the sunlight. "you said that the last time we were here." he said his voice dripping with sarcasm. i rose an eyebrow, a smirk landing on my lips. "which was only two weeks ago luke. your unhealthily obsessed with this place." he sighed, defeated in yet another one of our playful arguments. he stood up pretending to flick back his hair. "alright queen Mads wins again. let's go to yours and rewatch making a murderer."

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school is a dreadful thing, especially when your a girl who puts on a facade every day. it was how i worked. how i got things done. i don't want people knowing i got a workaholic as a mum. and my dad a hard working manager with a shit ton of money. that's why they all talked to me, all the people at school. every single one, except for luke who i had known since i was a small child. a family friend. and i was lucky to have him, because if i didn't right now i wouldn't be sat in his car, and i'd be walking. but sometimes i like walking. it's like an escape. it's why i write in my diary.

to escape.

i write stuff down so i don't forget in fear that one day i'll wake up and forget i'm meant to be the girl who smiles gracefully at everyone and pretends i'm perfect.

because if one day i forget to smile. everything could come crumbling down. everything that i hadn't worked for. which is pathetic really. i'd rather work for something and be rewarded the way i want. not the way everyone else wants.

back to school. things had changed. a few walls had been painted here and there. there we different teachers, a new receptionist, but otherwise it was mostly the same. the same boring faces, the same boring clothes, the same boring boring fake laughs and smiles. but that's ok.Luke nudged my side gently, indicating it was time to move my ass and start heading to our form room. we had the usual teacher, mr Harris. he was tall, to tall me and luke say. but he was nice and at the moment that's all i really care for. if it's true or not is a different subject. Mr Harris taught Geography. which in my opinion isn't that all great, but if people want to do that subject then by all means do so. i don't really care. His room was a fair in size, not to small not to big the walls were painted a green colour, probably about 20 years ago now, the paint had begun peeling off, leaving a horrid mud brown colour. the carpet was a blueish-grey colour. most likely worn out over the years. this is what most of the school looked like. ever since i joined. "welcome back, group 4, i hope you had a brilliant holiday" Mr Harris called out to the room  as he stood in front of the class. "we have a new student in the room, her name is hannah, hannah if you'd like to tell us abit about yourself." A blonde sat two seats away from me stood up, you could tell she wasn't very confident, the way her hands shook slightly as she dug her fingernails into her palm. "um my names hannah, i have a twin brother, who doesn't go to this school and that's about it" with that she sat back down. huh, great way to start. Luke and i glanced at eachother, surely she could of made something up.

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