School. The most unwiling place I wanted to be. But here I am, standing infront of the main entrance. Should I go in? Would people even recognize me? Or they've forgotten me? I don't care. I don't care about anything anymore. I'm here just to pleased my mom that's all. One more year Ana. Just one more year. I take a deep breath and open the door.
Everything's the same. The lockers are still blue and red, there's still couples standing near the locker lip kissing or whatever flirting their doing, some boys bulliying and a group of girls giggiling over their crush or something. I hate this situation. Everything seems so predictable. So cliche.
First class, History. Just as I walk into the class, I went straight to an empty sit near the window. I saw some 'I don't like her' kind of look and some 'eww look at her' kind of stare. I just don't understand what's their problem to even bother about my problems. Class went well as usual. Everything was fine, until recess.
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Recess. The best time ever. No wait, the so not best time ever. Everyone is in the canteen while I walk to my next class. I'm not gonna risk my life walking to a crowded place so I packed some food just now. Let see, next class is English. Oh great my favourite class. I hope we're doing poetry.
Why? You hate poetry? I love it alot and I think that's the only thing I'm good at. I love to sing but my voice sucks. I love baking and cooking but everything I cook or bake will end up burned. I've always wanted to be an artist but let me just say my drawings are worst than kindergarten. So, I rather take out a piece of paper and write.
I walk straight to an empty sit near the window but something caught my eyes. A boy. Wait, I know you must be thinking this is the usual old strory where two people meet up, fall inlove and live happily ever after. NO, this is not. I don't think you'll believe me now, but you'll see.
I sat behind him. There's so many papers on his table. I wonder what he's doing or writing I guess. Why isn't he in the canteen? Should I say hi? Or shoukd I just ignore him? 'Hi I'm Ana. And you are?' No wait that is such a boring way to introduce my self. 'Why are you here? Aren't you hungry? Want some of my lunch?' Okay that sound funny. Looks like I'm not gonna talk to him. I think I would but just not today.
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Would like to say thanks to a friend of mine Mirafyy for doing the cover for me. I hope you enjoy the first chapter. Do vote and leave a comment!
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Fantasy"She can't talk, she writes" "He can't tell, he writes" Maybe some things are just meant to be undiscovered
