Short Stories

Im Falling

First person P.O.V.

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"Alright, put your phones away, I will be dismissing your tables" I heard our assistant principal call out to us; her country accent clearly audible. It was about time we start going to class, lunchtime is too long; I can't wait to continue the day so I could go home and take care of my new Siberian Husky that I got. My mind starts to wander off as I think about what I'll do after school.

Whoosh. I suddenly snap back to reality and cringe as I looked around and saw what had been thrown. "Seriously, strawberries? Great now the floor's wet" I mutter to myself. Yup; my school isn't exactly the type where you could get away from whatever drama is in your house. I sit at a table with my friends...my loud friends. There's always drama at my table about who broke up with who and who did this and who did that. Let's just say I'm the type of person who would rather listen than talk.

I look to my right and see the assistant principal at the end of our table. "This table, throw your trash away before you leave" she said before walking away to dismiss other tables. I smiled as I got up; my backpack on my back while I hold my lunchbox in my hand. I never eat lunch in school since it tastes like crap. I probably look like an idiot right now; smiling as I walked towards the doors. That's when I felt my foot slip on something wet underneath me. I felt like time froze as my body hit the floor chest first. I stood there for a second on the floor before quickly getting up. My heart pounded in my chest as I quickly walked to the door. It's alright..just walk it off you're alright. I get closer to the doors. "Goldie! Are you okay?" I heard one of my friends call from behind me. It was Blue. "I'm fine" I muttered. This is embarrassing. "Goldie are you okay?!" She called out again since she didn't hear me the first time.

I turned around to face her this time. "I'm okay" I respond with a fake smile and nervous laugh. Help me. I caught a glimpse of some other students laughing while looking at me. I recognized some of them. They're laughing at me. I want to cry. I wish I wasn't so sensitive. Why'd those people have to throw those strawberries? Wait. As I looked at the crowd of people behind me, I noticed one of the people that were laughing was one of the popular girls. I never liked her and I really didn't care if she noticed me. Except for now. What if she tells everyone about this? What if everyone starts talking about it? What if I get picked on? I turn around and hurriedly walk towards my classroom.

I must get there fast. My heart pounds even more as I remember something. After this period...I'll have my crush next period. What if he saw me fall?! I shook my head. He never really talks to me anymore and I understand why. Who honestly cares...right? I sat down in one of the desks in the back of the classroom once I walked into class. I set my arms on the table and hide my face.

Don't cry. Don't cry. Don't cry.