I walked to my room and couldn't stop thinking about what Alex said. If I tell you, you won't be sitting with me. What did he mean. I couldn't forget it, I hate it, that's only the reason I try to avoid people. I was about to open the door when I heard my name. I turned around and saw mrs. Ryders running toward me. Shit.
" Maya! I heard the great news. I'm so proud of you. Oh maya."she trapped me for a hug. This isn't the first time we hugged, she hugs me for everything I seem to do that had to do with me putting myself out there.
" May I ask what I did". I wonder what she had to say now. God help me.
" I heard you made a friend. Alex is such a nice boy, he seems to really need a friend and I'm really proud that he found you.". Let me tell you about Mrs. Ryders, she's a really nice woman, I just hate it that she's too nice. And nice people like her always have something to hid. She been teaching for a long time ,but Since the first day she saw me, she's always trying to let me put myself out there. I like her when we're in class, she's my history teacher, she makes class fun and really interesting, always happy and staying positive . But when we are alone she's always trying to reach something from me.
" um yea, he kinda cool, and interesting". That last part I meant.
" I KNOW, that's why I asked for him to be in your dorm. So you guys could like get along faster." She placed her hands on the side of my arms and shook them. She made a squeal and left before I could argue.
I went inside and found him staring out the room. He didn't see me come in which helped me place my bag down and rest my head on the wall. He looked back suddenly surprised to see me. " hey, you have a amazing view here". His eyes were moving so fast, I knew he wasn't used to these good moments.
" Yea, it's even nicer in night and rainy days." He sat across me in his bed and placed his pillow on his lap. He was looking at me again, his stares gave me the creeps and chills.
" I didn't have a nice room in my old dorm room." His head was down now, when he looked up, his eyes were sad. I wanted to go to him and give him a hug.
" You know something." He looked at me waiting for me to finish. " I'll tell you something but in exchange you don't talk until I finish." He nodded and shifted him self back to get comfortable. "people like us are put in school like theses for a reason. One day I'll find out and tell everyone. Because here everyone thinks they're here because they're parents are too busy to take care of them but the truth is that there parents don't want them. I know that because ...... I don't have parents. I lived alone in the streets until one day Mrs. Ryders found me about to enter a shelter. I was really young at that time but I knew shelters and I hated them but that day I didn't find anyway but to go. She found me and told she'd take care me. She told me to wait for her tomorrow morning by a nearby store. When I did she came with a bag of clothes and told me to change my clothes in a fast food bathroom. When I was done, she took me here. I'm grateful she did, but sometimes I think she placed me in jail. I've been stuck here for five years now and my life has been a such a blur." I couldn't believe the words I was saying. What was I doing , telling a boy I just met about my miserable life.
We stood in silence for a moment until he got up and came closer to me. I felt my heart beating faster, my eyes clouded with tears. He held me close to him and I couldn't help but let them out. I couldn't hold them forever inside me. One day I'll forget these memories but the pain will be there, but I'll tell him now so he could retreat if he wants.
I wiped my eyes and moved away from him. He stood there staring at his feet. He cleared his throat and grabbed my hand. " I'm, so sorry, you had to go through that. But I have one small question. You said you've been in this school for five years, where were you before that. I mean you couldn't have taken care of your self when you were a baby."
It took me a moment to let his words get through my brain. I looked at him.
"What were we talking about?
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This is a really deep moment for Maya as she's telling a stranger about her life.
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