My state of mind

First Day and a reunion

I'm inside of the building and I head to the hall, where all students have to listen to a speech from the director and the introduction of the teachers, when it ends I head to the classroom I was assigned to, on the hallway near the lockers, I'm stopped by a group of five girls and surrounded.

"Hey, is this the typical 'let's screw around with the new girl' stereotype? or despite being thin as a cheerleader you girls don't fit in the hallway? or perhaps you tried to use the first as an excuse for the second?" Cheshire drops the bomb of questions with a wide smile and a loud voice making everyone turn to look at this ~really weird~ group.

"Don't push your luck newbie," says the... leader? "We only came to tell you the rules of this place-"

"Are you sure your brain can take so much informationa at once? Because you look brain dead to me" I say my thoughts accidentally ~yeah right, even you don't believe that lie~ ups!

"How dare you!!" screeches one of the sidekicks as she tries to slap me. I move backwards and she hits another sidekick

"You b*tch!" yells the slapped and hits back ~cat fight!~

"Now you have to worry about something else" I say to the girl who spoke first, "also, get in my way and game over for you girls."

I walk away and finally get inside the classroom. I avoid the stares and sit on a desk next to the window, put and hide my headphones and turn on the music, then the teacher walks inside and starts a class I don't listen. I write what's in the board and repeat it all day. On lunch Break I eat the snacks that I put earlier and continue with the last class. It ends faster than I thought, I get to the parking lot, turn on my bike and go straight home. I open the door and walk to the living room, put my bag on the sofa and tumble on it and fall asleep

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I wake up and see the time: 30 minutes until my parents come home to visit ~since the divorce we live with mom and had the house on our own, 'cause she rarely comes from work or we don't get to see her~.

"This is bad," I say as I get up, run to the living room and pick up all the clothes on the sofa, throw them to the washer machine and start washing. I go to the kitchen and get the water to boil. "Pasta is enough for them, and I doubt they eat much anyway."

2 minutes gone, I go to the bathroom and take a quick shower, I choose to wear a sky blue blouse that goes with my eyes with a black skirt and boots. 10 minutes left, I go to the kitchen and start preparing our early dinner.

"I said pasta but that's not enough" I think out loud. "What do you think?"

"If you say pasta its gotta be with meat and salad or a dessert," so I make a few steaks for the pasta also a cabbage and a tomato salad, and for dessert I take out berries if all kind al mix them together with cream. My thirty minutes are gone and I hear the bell ring, oh my nerves.

"Calm down girl, they're not gonna eat you, just torture you with their presence. Haha."

"Not funny" I say. "Could you do this for me?"

"You know we can't do that, they think I'm gone, and for your own good let's keep it like that. I'll give you a hand when necessary."

"Thanks."

I wash my hands and walk to the door, I breathe a few times to calm me down and open the door.