Diary of Secrets

Chapter 6

Second Period – ENGLISH

“Morning class, I have checked your essays. You can take them back. I have a meeting to attend, so you all can carry on with your work.”

‘Okay, Ms. Evans.’

‘Where is my essay?’

“Slut, after reading your essay Ms. Evans must have thrown it away. You must have written about how perfect you find two girls in bed together, and as she isn’t like you, she just decided to tear it apart.”

‘She wouldn’t do that. She is nice.’

“Haha, you just got that as a misconception bitch. Can’t you see? Nobody likes you here, and no one ever will.”

HALLWAY

“Eva, where are you going?”

‘It’s none of your business. Please leave me alone, Ms. Evans.’

“No, I wouldn’t. Now let’s go somewhere and then you can talk to me, okay?”

‘Why do you even care for me Ms. Evans?’

“Because I am your teacher.”

‘Oh, right.’

PLAYGROUND

“Now tell me why were you running away from my class, and why are you crying?”

‘Because my whole class just disowned me. Back then when you left, I searched for my essay, and it wasn’t there. Then Jasmine stood up and told me you threw away because you didn’t like it.’

“Okay, first of all I would like to tell you that I have your letter right here with me in my bag. Here. I kept it because I wanted to give it to you by myself. You have written such amazingly, it deserves more than praise.”

‘Why, thank you Ms. Evans.’

“And why did they disown you? Isn’t it my class and my responsibility to be in charge of that?”

‘I don’t know. They must have seen some fault in me and decided to do so.’

“You are perfect for me, Eva. I would never do such thing, at least to you. Now, do you have your money for food or you still want to share the food with me, because I don’t mind at all.”

‘Its okay, Ms. Evans. I have to go somewhere. As it is I am not hungry.’

“Alright then. Take care.”

‘Yes, ma’am.’

COFFEE SHOP

‘Mrs. Pattinson, I heard you were looking for someone to give a job?”

“Yes, what is your name?”

‘Eva. Now am I suitable enough for this job?’

“Yes, you are. Your work timings are from 2 to 6. And you will be paid on a daily basis. Is that okay?”

‘Definitely. Thank you Mrs. Pattinson.’

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31st March, 2013

Dear Diary,

Today when I entered my English class, Ms. Evans was already in class. I saw her and she gave me a smile. I returned it. It was these small gestures from her that made me believe she is different. I then walked to my seat and sat down. Ms. Evans then told us to collect our essays from the desks as she had to go for a meeting. My classmates went forward and took them. After they were done, I went to take my sheet. When I reached, I saw a paper lying on the ground. I bent and took it thinking it was my sheet, that must have flew because of the wind, but soon got to know it was of some girl named Jenna who was absent today. I started getting angry, knowing it was one of my fellow classmates’ pranks. I asked where is my sheet while still looking around for it, and got a harsh reply in return. Joseph told me that Ms. Evans must have thrown it away since it didn’t approve her, I got furious. I then snapped at him, cause I knew how Ms. Evans was. I knew she was nice, and not like the rest of them. She was sweet, caring and loving too. But maybe all my life I have been in a denial. What is Ms. Evans has been pretending ever since we met? I guess, it will all be a shock, then.  I tried to get out of the class, almost in tears when I bumped into Ms. Evans. She saw my face, and with concern look on her face asked me where I was going. I told her that she shouldn’t be bothered by it and to leave me alone. Instead she said she wouldn’t and took me to the playground. All the way, I was staring at her. Now what sort of a teacher, would show so much desperation in a student? When she mentioned not a second ago, that she cares for me, but only because she was my teacher, broke my heart. I was feeling a lot for her recently, and I wanted her to know, I wanted to scream it out to her, but it was the after response and the way she would react, which took all the strength in me to not tell her. We sat there, in silence, until she asked me to tell her what happened back there and why was I so eager to leave the class. I know, I must have been like a crazy psychopath, though I wouldn’t deny that. My whole life was upside down. Then I told her how I was treated back at class, for not getting my essay back from her. She surprised me, when she said she wanted to hand it to me personally, and discuss few things about the essay. On the inside, I knew I wasn’t a good essay writer. It was just some moments or events I have gone through or I wish to have, that I decided to pen it down. They tend to release some amount of pain within me. Then she asked me a question, that I had no words to give an answer to. Disown? My aunt did, my first crush aka Jasmine did, everyone did, and even she would. So I told her, the reason why I think they do. I practically think that I am a person with so many faults; it’s hard for people to actually appreciate me. They think I am a loser, so there is no point in wasting their precious time on me. But she surprised me again, saying she wouldn’t. She even called me perfect. I think I heard what she said, wrongly enough. I mean, why would a woman like her, call a girl like me, perfect? Totally a misconception of her. After school I had to go to a Coffee shop, which is just round the corner of my school road. I heard a girl say that they were looking someone to give them a job. And I was in desperate need of a job. I didn’t want to trouble Ms. Evans anymore and make her think I have a hard life. At least not to her. So I told Ms. Evans I have somewhere to be and I wasn’t hungry. I was glad she didn’t ask me further questions too. When I walked out of the school and out of Ms. Evans sight, I literally ran to the shop. I wanted that job in any cost. When I reached, I opened the door and saw Mrs. Pattinson behind the desk making coffee for a customer. I walked up to her, and asked whether she was offering a job. She said she needed someone for it. I asked her if I am suitable enough or not? She told I was and then told me she would pay me every day along with the work timings. The timings didn’t clash with my school so I was excited to work here. I was even glad she decided to pay me every day, and the money was enough to satisfy me and now I wouldn’t have to go hungry. I thanked her and went home happily. I was starting my job from tomorrow, and as it was the starting of the month, it meant a new change. I was eagerly waiting for the day and went to sleep peacefully.

Love,

Eva.