Chapter 1

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*references to anxiety and panic attacks in this chapter*

It's only the first day back and I'm already dreading my year to come. See, just like the normal stereotypes of high school, everyone has a clique and most people have a label. Well guess what? Lucky me, I have both! So apparently I hang around with the emo kids and my label is "The Freak."

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Literally almost as soon as I get close to the main entrance I am overwhelmed with anxiety and I feel myself starting to shut down. As quickly as possible I find someone to help me, ignoring all the staff members making comments about how pale I look and trying to get me to go to the nurse.

I find myself back with my friends from my last year, which doesn't come as much as a surprise to me. About 2 minutes after being with them, I basically collapse against the studio walls and blank. I can't see anything nor hear my friends try and get my attention, if they even try...

I end up being aware again by the first bell. My friends are all gone. But that doesn't move me, just makes me feel embarrassed. It's my call to go to my form, but I'm not in the state to. Soon enough I regret this decision because, of course, He walks by. Liam is one of the people I met over the break and I had hoped for us to become good friends but I wasn't sure what we were.

I tried to keep my head down and see if he would just walk straight past but my currently red hair clearly makes me stand out and he walks over.
"What's wrong?" He asks seeing the tears streaming down my face.
"Just anxiety." I try to not say too much because I don't know what I can open up about until;
"You can talk to me, you're my best friend I worry about you."

I say everything, crying more in the process, about how I've never had a good year at school and because I always have something up I've been labeled a freak.

Bursting out about everything to him releases some contained panic in me and I start freaking out and he turns to me and holds me, reminding me everything will be okay. At that instant I felt calm, like there was not a thing in the world that could harm me.

I walk in to form late and explained what had happened, my tutor just gave me a nod and told me to sit, so I did, there wasn't long until the assembly anyway.

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