Past To Be Erased

Daphne (2)

All these people remind me of how many fake masks are constantly being made in this world. All these feelings, fake promises and hopes. Too many beautiful lies. Not enough real, cruel truths. The worst part? I'm also wearing mask.

But mine is weeping.

Do you know that feeling when you're running and it feels good? How through this simple workout you throw everything unnecessarily out of your head? Well, I don't. I can't remember the last time I ran, simple, to feel better.

Like, right now I'm running, but because I'm late for my first day in new school. Talk about making good impression... I mean it's bad enough that it's already half of month since school started. Basically I'm going to be weirdo that starts school 2 weeks after beginning of semester.

It's already 8 a.m. and if I don't hurry up I'll be late for whole period. I quickly brushed my teeth loosened up my hair in it's natural curls and some neutral make up. Mascara, concealer and lip balm. I put on black converse, ripped jeans and ramones t-shirt. I took leather jacket that was hanging by the doorway and rushed to get in my car .

As I was aproaching school there wasn't anyone in yard or hallways. I guess classes already started. I walked to principal's office and  knocked on big leather doors. I was greeted by middle-aged brunette with a big smile across her face. She told me to sit in waiting room as she assumed I was new student. The whole situation was quite casual. But the school looked too much for my taste. I already knew that it was full of rich, spoiled teenagers who live to prove themselves. My plan: stay away from them, or anyone for that matter.

While I was waiting for brunette lady to come back, my phone flashed bright color. Axel texted me. He is this cute, tall guy I met once when I was in Miami. We met on a beach party my friend hosted. He was hella nice to me and I was telling him I'm moving to LA and, what a coincidence, he was moving too. I don't know him very well, but from what I know, I can trust him. I definitely consider him for a friend.

Axel - Feisty, you got to school?

Me - Yep, at principal's rn.

Axel - Text me when you're done. K?

Me - Will do!

''You can come in now'', said brunette and I stood up immediately  and went straight to the office where was waiting man around 40. He was tall and fit with a few gray hair strands. He gestured for me to sit so I did.

We talked for 5 minutes and he let me go to his secretary again to take my class schedule. She still wore that big smile as she gave me paper and explained me where is my next period. I texted Axel as soon as I finished and he told me to just ask someone where he is after next period. Such an idiot. He knows how much I hate talking to strangers. I'll give him back for this.

After about 10 minutes I found classroom for my next period. It was on the other end of hallway. Thanks to my poor power of finding things, it took me a lot more time to find a classroom than it should be for normal people.

I walked in. The classroom was pretty big and too bright. I didn't like it. I have this problem with too much light and space. Ironically, but in such places I'm choking. Plus, when I walked in everyone went quiet. And they stared at me. It was inappropriate and totally unnecessary. Just rude! I looked for an empty place so I wouldn't waste my time later. While doing that I made eye contact with some people, but I didn't really look at anyone.

Professor... well I could already tell that he's going to be pain in ass.

''And who are you?'', he asked angrily as he tried to compose himself in front of me. He looked at me like he'd kill me this instant. I was on the edge to roll my eyes.