Bliss.

Breathing.

I just don't understand why I can't control myself right now.

 Im trying so hard but the only thing I can do is breath. Like, those ragged breathes when the air is in my face. The breeze blowing my hair. My stomach twisting, I love it all. But this is different. This is a different feeling. A new feeling. A exciting feeling. A scary feeling. My heart is racing. Im so nervous, and I know exactly why. Why can't I be like her. What do I do in this situation? What would she do? She would be confident. No that wouldn't work. Nobody knows how she truly is, how she truly looks. If its even a she. Im sure they would be disappointed if they did. Nobody can see the true her. The true me.

"Bliss." Mysterious, courageous, charming. Yep that's what I've been called. While im Bliss of course. But I'm not that annoymous advice giver right now. So what do I do?! I'm not that charming girl I am after school. I'm Mia Cambel right now. You know, that weird, quiet honor student, who sits in the front corner of the classroom? Yea, her. Hi. So now that your know who I really am, please help. Lucas Adams, the star football courter back, and idol of the school, is right here talking to me.

"Um..Mia?" Lucas waves his hand around my face. I dozed off, and crap he noticed.
"Lucas! Uh.. what do you need?"
"The homework..are you alright?" Yea homework, duh. What did you think Mia?
I shuffle through backpack quickly looking for my math book clumsily. "Page 21 and 17."
"Alright thanks Mia." And with that he walks away. Yep. Just made a fool of myself. Infront of Lucas. I slap myself in the face. Im left alone in the classroom, because the bell just rang. Everyone usually runs out of the room after it rings. I turn around reflexively because of a sudden noise behind me. There he is, Kyle. The person I despise the most and admire at the same time. He dropped his book on the floor apparently. He looks at me for a second then turns away to pack his things. He grabs his stuff, looks at me once more, and heads out. That was strange. Anyway. The bell just rang. I love that sound. It means I can go home and become the other me. I pack my stuff quickly and go zooming through the halls. Down the stairs and through the front entrance. I get on my bike and start to ride.

Home. I love it and hate it at the same time. My father is here. If he finds out who I really am, I might as well just kill myself. Really. No joke, he would murder me. School is all he cared about since my mother passed away. So that's what I mainly focus on. At least that's what he thinks. I go through the front door.

"Dad I'm home!!" I walk towards the kitchen to find him reading the newspaper as always. "How did my girl do at school today?" He says with a proud smile. He's been very strict ever since I was little, so i need to excel at academics. "2nd place in test scores again, but-" He makes a annoyed face. "Again? I guess thats alright, but try harder. Who got first? Was it that Kyle Lug-whatever his name is kid?" Kyle Lugman, the boy i saw earlier in class. He's always been ahead of me in academics, always has the highest scores, always gets first, always better. "Yes, it was Kyle again. Im sorry, ill do better next time dad.." I say that every time."Alright, but good job, ok? Go study." Just like that, thats what happens when i get home most of everyday. I head up the stairs into my room. I plop on my bed, and close my eyes for a bit.

I open my eyes and I head straight to my closet to put on a black hoodie and sweats. I put the hoodie over my head and put on my dark sunglasses. I've done this all a million times before. It helps keep my identity a secret. I lock the door in my room, and open the window. The sudden gust of air almost blows me over, but thats normal. I climb on to the brown leaved tree i love. This is very dangerous, especially since I'm on the second floor. The impact might not be bad enough to kill me, but enough to make me twist an ankle, or break a leg. My dad wouldn't be too fond to find me outside with black clothes on, climbing out my window. But its worth the risk. I grab on to the nearest branch. And place my foot on another. I do this repeatedly until i reach the ground.