Healed

Chapter 7

Hey guys... so am trying out a new writing style since the old one was kinda confusing and long... Please tell me what u think..

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Have you ever watched the story about the beautiful girl who met and fell in love with a handsome guy and who lived happily ever after and just thought "How I wish I was her"?.

If you have then your a fucking idiot who needs to lay off the fantasy pills and face reality.

And if you haven't then congrats, your life is realistically sad.

See I was currently stuck in literature with a bunch of mascara dripping, snot filled teenage girls while watching a disgusting movie known as "Romeo and Juliet".

While normally the sight would've been amusing and Instagram worthy, today wasn't the day.

Why? Because I was stuck in this God forsaken class, wishing I could die and end the torture.

Yes because dying was a whole lot better than sitting through this movie.

To say I was relieved to see the ending credits was a big understatement to the words "liberated from hell". The lights came on and the sight truly reminded me of the horror movie "the zombie apocalypse"

"Well class" Mrs Joan stifled a cry "that was the end of the sad and pitiful love of Romeo and Juliet"

Come on! Their love wasn't pitiful. Now sitting for a two hour movie with a bunch of pricy princesses high on fanstasy pills, that was plain pitiful.

And isn't this woman supposed to be a teacher? How about teaching something actually helpful. Like how not to fall in love in ten seconds maybe.

Or how not to commit suicide for a reason as dumb as "love". God even the word gave me shivers.

"That was so romantic" Clara murmured besides me. Her eyes were puffy and red, evidence of her crying. "And so sad" she added sniffing into a tissue paper.

Why I still attended this class was beyond me. And why i was still friends with someone who could put barbie to shame was a complete mystery.

Sue me. I'm a bitter grinch with barbie as a best friend. Move on with your lives.

"For the project. We will be pairing with the drama club and will be acting out the movie". Mrs Joan began after a while. "And everyone will be required to participate"

Obviously that last part was directed towards the guys who have been creepily silent this whole time and of course me. The announcement was given a collective groan.

Never thought I and a bunch of guys would have something in common. Odd right?

The bell rang signalling the end of class and the start of extra curriculum activities. Students shuffled out of class and I stayed in my seat cursing the cruel universe.

"Why me?" I asked no one in particular.

"Stop your drama. It was a really sad movie show some emotion"

"Like I have said before i am dead inside" I said flatly. In some sense it was true. In a very weird twisted sense.

"Well as much as I'd love to hear about your dead soul I have club so call me!" She called out as she ran out the class.

And like that the class settled into a comfortable silence. After a while that silence became unbearable and so I ended up walking around the halls till i decided to pay some one a visit.

I walked into the bees office. (Mackerbee of course) and waved a quick hello to the almost dead secretary Mrs Homes.

"Your secretary needs a serious vacation" I announced walking into the office.