Guardians of Terra

Chapter one

Today is Monday. I hate Mondays.

Mondays for some around my age meant exciting new events, celebrity gossip, or catching up with friends after a boring weekend. For others it meant going back to school,  going back to boring  classes or having to see people you despise.  For me, Mondays meant the beginning of a reoccurring lonely cycle. My school life revolved around my lack of existence, and this Monday would be no different.

While I was thinking all of this and looking up at my bedroom ceiling, my alarm was going off. Deciding that I had snoozed my alarm enough times, I  then reached for my phone underneath my pillow, and turned off my alarm.

I checked the only social network that I have, and I scrolled through some of  the pictures of my classmates that evidently had an amazing time at a party that I wasn't invited to. Hell, they probably didn't even think of not inviting me, since they are so oblivious to me.

After struggling with my lazy self, I finally got up from my bed and walked towards the bathroom that is opposite my room to do my business. When I got back to my room, I walk towards my wardrobe, chose what to wear then I looked at myself in the mirror.

Because of my height, my mum had to buy me a really long mirror. I'm six feet tall, so you can say it was a must.  I have short wavy black hair that reached my shoulders, dark brown eyes and full lips. My skin is naturally dark because of my Brazilian  background. I would say that my features are very pixie like. When I feel extremely down, I look at myself in the mirror and I think that I resemble a rat, because of my small face and pointy ears.

For this particular Monday, I decided to wear my dirty old trainers, leggings and a long jumper. These baggy clothes make me look bigger then I am. I could care less. It's not like anyone would notice.

After staring at myself for a good minute, I then feel my belly rumbling so I exit my room and skip down the stairs towards my small kitchen, smiling at myself while smelling the delicious smell of homemade Madeira cake. As I am nearer the kitchen door I hear the sound of a upbeat samba song coming from the kitchen.

Smiling to myself I stop at the kitchen door and watch my mum dancing to samba, unaware of my presence I take out my I phone and start recording her; as she was about to turn I tried to stop recording but miserably failed when my mum sees me.

I think my mum is beautiful, I wished I looked like her. She has a heart shaped face, the same coloured eyes as mine, dark brown hair, a pear shaped body and amazing tall frame just like myself. However, I tower over her, a lot.

A frown is then placed over my mum's face, "Oh bom dia Maria, I didn't see you there"

"Bom dia, mum" I said then walked over to her and placed a kiss on her cheek and sat myself comfortably on the kitchen stool.

I cut for myself a piece of madeira cake. Well... a big piece of it. Then pour myself guava juice. I loved guava juice.

"Look Maria, I'm going to have a morning and afternoon shift today so I might come back late. I already left food in the oven for you which you can later just heat it in the microwave, okay?" My mum says, as she frantically removes her apron and runs up and down the house looking for her purse. My mum works in the hospital as a nurse, her shifts take most of her time but she always manages to have time for me, and I love her for that and many other things...

"Okay and thanks mum." I said. While I'm taking a bite off the Madeira cake, I spot my mum's purse lying on the kitchen counter. I roll my eyes at my mum. "MUM!! YOUR PURSE IS RIGHT HERE" I yell. She rushes down the stairs to the kitchen, and I point my index finger towards her purse.

"Oh thank you amor. Ah what would I do without you?" I grumble as a response. Right now I'm too preoccupied in finishing this amazing cake, "Alright now, I'm leaving. Hurry up Maria so that you can get to school on time. Okay? Bye. Amo-te."

I said bye back at her. When I heard the main door close shut, I sighed. I don't want to go to school... but I have to if I want a good future and shit... right? I just cannot wait for the summer holidays, so that I won't have to look forward to other horrible Mondays. School makes me feel like a robot. I just hated routines. If I had friends, maybe school wouldn't be so bad. But none of my peers ever pay mind to me,  people my age just do not want to interact with me.

I sighed once again and shook myself out of my thoughts. I didn't want to ruin my mood.

After I finished eating my breakfast, I quickly washed after myself, then got my bag and then left my house without forgetting to lock the door.

I didn't have a car, so I have to walk to school every day. Luckily I have an IPod which I listen to all the time.

While I was walking to school, I put my earphones in my ear, blaring out My Mine by Jhene Aiko. Her voice is amazing; it always calms my soul...

 When I reached the school gates, I could  hear the chatter from the students of Manuel Secondary School. My school was huge, it was surrounded by beautiful oak trees, and the school was 5 stories high and painted in magenta. I hated it.

As I neared the school entrance, I quickly took my earphones out so it wouldn't be taken by a teacher, and hurriedly headed  towards my locker. When I finally reached my locker, I shoved my bag in it and took out the books I would need today.

While I was sorting out my things in the locker I felt someone's eyes on me, I turn around to walk away from the stranger's eyes, but I had to stop as I notice who was staring at me. It was Christian Martin. To say I was surprised would be an understatement. Christian Martin was the school's "bad boy and loner" but I think he's just putting up a facade so that he won't put up with anyone's crap. No one ever speaks to him in school because he's  real scary and he gives off dangerous vibes.

He is a real handsome guy; he is surprisingly taller than me, since I tower over nearly everyone. I think he is about 6'3, he had deep emerald green eyes, dark hair and he was built with defined  muscles. 

I gulped as I imagined how strong he is.

However, I'm confused as to why he was staring at me... I thought no one knew I existed, yet there he is standing all mighty with his arms crossed leaning against a locker at the end of the corridor staring at me in... wonder?

The way his emerald green eyes were staring right through me made me shiver... Im not sure if it was in a good way.

Feeling confused with the cold feeling at the pit of my stomach, I turned away from his stare and started speed walking towards my first period.

I could still feel his beautiful eyes digging  holes at the back of my head.

I sighed. This is going to be a long day.