"You'll regret crossing my way. I'll make sure that you'll hate surviving." he was breathing hard as he smashed the piece of wood from the broken cupboard on the wall with anger with blood dripping from his head and mouth.
"Do as you wish. I am not...
I got up two hours before time, hey, I didn't set alarm for that. I still had two hours so I just played some useless game.
After half an hour I was fed up with that game so I got up to get ready. I took a long shower, washed my hair. I wore ripped jeans and a tank top with boots.
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Maintaining my hair wasn't easy to me, they always got stranded, I don't know-how.
By the time I finished, I still had too much time to get to school. I was hungry so I just grabbed bread and butter, cooking wasn't mine thing. Okay, does ramen count?
Dad was awake too. He had formally dressed up to leave.
"Are you going somewhere?" I asked him.
"Yeah, and I forgot to tell you that I am not coming back for a month," he said as he fixed his tie.
"What? I know you have something going on in your head, You can at least explain. How can you just ask me to pack my bag, leave the place, come to New York, suddenly tell me that you are leaving and still want me to do what you said ." I got furious, how could he?
He motioned me to lower my voice. " I have some work, understand kiddo" he looked helpless.
I calmed a little.
" I will support you and I know you can manage. This will make you stronger" he had a point, he placed a hand on my shoulder.
He looked at his watch and looked troubled. " I have to leave, I'll call you," he said, took his backpack and left.
I was sad and happy, both at a time. Sad cause I'll see dad after a month and happy cause my dream came true to live alone.
I sounded crazy but did a happy dance and left for school.
I walked to school, went through the crowded corridors. Yeah, I did catch a little attention because of the way I looked. I went to the office, got my timetable and the school map. Yeah, finding the office wasn't easy. I roamed half the school before getting there.
After another struggle in figuring out the way, I finally reached my first class.
People were busy with themselves.
I preferred the back seat and settled down. I didn't bother to talk to anyone.
The teacher came in and all students settled in.
The teacher looked through the class and found a new face which was me.
"You" he pointed at me. "Would you introduce yourself?" now everybody was looking at me. Fuck, get a life.
"No," I said. I didn't even stand up.
"First stand up, You're Ava Walter, right. You surely don't want detention on your first day." now he was threatening me for detention. Heck, I don't want to waste an hour of my life over there so I stood up.
"Introduce yourself," he commanded and I rolled my eyes.
He caught me rolling my eyes.
"You'll be happy to know that on your first day of school, you've got yourself detention," he said with hands-on-hips.
I sat down. Great, what a time waste.
I doodled on my notebook not bothering to note the teaching.
After five minutes, I heard the teacher yelling so I looked up.
I saw a boy standing at the door. He had a good face cut. He was wearing a muscle shirt which someone would call hot but not for me. He was least interested in listening to Mr.James or whatever he was called. He had a smirk on his lips which made me hate him at first sight.
Mr.Jamed was yelling at him for first being late every day and secondly for not behaving. He too landed in detention as Mr.John had had enough.
The guy entered the class and approached me. Heck, why? Why is that guy approaching me? He was eyeing me before and now was standing in front of my desk.
"Get up," he said, arms crossed.
"Excuse me" I crossed my arms too.
"This is my desk."
"No, its mine."
"I sit here."
"I came here first."
"Dammit, grab your things and leave." he roughly motioned me to leave.
"No, I'm not leaving." I slammed my hand on the desk.
"What's the problem, Zac?" Mr.Johann was getting annoyed at our fight.
Zac didn't bother to listen to him. " Leave now or face the consequences."
"Whatever" I rolled my eyes.
"Zac sit somewhere else." Mr. Johnny interrupted our little fight.
"Bitch " he murmured.
"Asshole " I murmured back.
He eyed me with anger and sat on some other bench.
When I looked around, everyone was looking at me. I did grab some more unwanted attention.
I went back to doodling.
The class got over and a girl approached me.
"Hi, I'm Anya. You acted brave," she said with a smile.
"What do you mean?" I gave her a confused look.
"Oh, you don't know?" she gave me a look which I cannot describe.
"I don't know what?"
"You are in trouble, be safe," she said and left.
"Wait" I caught her by her hand.
"What?"
"What 'what' ?" Explain it to me ."
"Fine, I'll explain it. Now leave my hand, you are hurting me." I let go of her arm.
I walked out with her.
"I'll tell you in brief. You'll get pranked. You'll probably have no friends. You are likely to find something in your locker. I've warned you. Bye." she said and left.
Whoa, l went hysterical. It meant a joke to me.
I reached my locker and opened it. I found a note 'Apologize before 12:00 PM or its war'
I tore the note into pieces and threw it in the trash can. Apologize, my foot.
I headed to my next class.
The next two hours were boring, I read a novel in both classes.
A ring of the bell, I rushed to the canteen as I was hungry.
I quietly ate my food in a corner, who needed friends when you have food.
After lunch, I was walking to my locker when I tripped and fell due to someone's leg.
