I woke up in a very uncomfortable bed. The room smelled like car oil and lemons. Not a good combination. I take a deep breathe. Big mistake. A serious of dry pain filled coughs come up. I sit up. My body hurts. Most pain coming from my stomach. I lift my shirt up and put my hand on the aching part. Heat warms my hand. Swollen. Definitely swollen.
I turn to my back pack. My phone was located in the side pocket. I check my phone. I had about 30 tumblr notifications. I ignore it and tap my camera to take a look at myself. Dough crumbles off my face. My right eyes was already starting to swell. It was a 1/4 closed. I touch it. It's bruised. Tears threaten to fall but yet again I refuse.
The time was 12:56I gather my stuff and start to walk out of the sick room. I was the cafeteria a few feet away meaning that I was close to the office. I walk down the hallway. I find it and walk inside. "Hi" I say.
"Corrie!" The secretary say shocked standing up. I do a small wave "hi". She comes around the counter. "Let's go get a counsilor for you" "thank you" I breathe in trying to cry. This is so
Embarrassing and I'm in so much pain.
"Follow me" she says. I obey and follow her down a short hallway. We make it to the counsellors office. "Have a seat" The secretary tells me. I sit. She knocks on one of the doors before opening it. She talks quietly to someone inside the door. "Okay, yeah sure" says another women's voice.
The secretary turns back and walks towards me. "I'm sorry you first day was so bad" she whispers to me. I give a half apologetic smile "It's fine, I have had worse days" I half lie.
She puts her hand on my shoulder. "Mrs. Jordan's is going to help you. She's a really sweet lady." "thank you" I croak. The nods sadly and walks away.
Then an older lady comes out of the room. She has red auburn hair with hints of grey. She had a few wrinkles under her eyes and around her mouth.
She wore a long black dress that come up to her ankles. She held a bag.
"Come on sweet pea, let's get you washed up" I stand up a little faster than I should have. I catch myself "where?" I ask. She smiles "we have showers and change rooms you can use"
"But people will see me" I say getting a little panicky. "No, no, it's alright" she says sweetly "we have a few individual ones for the special ed kids, but I can let you use one"
"Thank you" "no, problem honey" her voice is thick and smooth. she walks me out of the room and down the hallway. One two kids passed us in the hallway. I catch a glimpse of all the beads in her hair. Was she a hippie?
"Do I get back into these?" I ask referring to my dirty clothes. "No" she shakes her head "I managed to find some old school clothes" my nose wrinkles but she carries on "Our school sells clothes for school spirit. They have our mascot and school colours on it. These are from last year, but there clean. There's clothes, a towel and a new bar of soap in there. you can keep the clothes. And I'm sorry I couldn't find more"
I smile "no, that's fine, thank you so much" she smiles "Its no problem dear" she pulls keys out of her dress pocket. She unlocks the door
"Well your done, you can just go back to the office, and things will be worked out" "alright" she walks away.
I open the door and go into the room. The light automatically turns on. On the wall there's a picture off kids playing under a rainbow. Either than that it looks like a regular nice clean bathroom.
I lock the door and turn on the water for the shower. I open the bag. I pull blue sweat pants and a blue tee shirt, and white socks with a silhouette of a blue wolf howling. Lake more wolves. Cool. I pull out the soap and put it in the shower.
I turn on the shower and let it warm up. I undress and fold up my clothes a nice as I could. Before I got into the shower I caught a glance of myself in the mirror. I turn and take a better look. My face was lined with crusted dough and flour.
My lip was bloody and swollen. My nose had a trail of dried blood from it. My hair was ragged. And my body look frail. My lip started trembling. I decided it was time to get into the shower.
Once I got in the hot water numbed my body. Slowly I began squeezing the soap out of the dispenser and began to wash. I scrubbed and scrubbed my body. I poked some sore areas. And finally got out. I dried myself off and slipped into my new clothes. I had to put back on my dirty boots. But after a little bit of swiping off they were as good as new.
I grabbed my small emergency make up bag from my backpack and tried to fix myself up. I used what I had and applied Chapstick, mascara and a touch of blush. After being somewhat satisfied I placed my dirty clothes in my bag and left the bathroom. I walked down to the office.
"Hello" I say lightly at the door.
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My admire's dark secret
عاطفية16 year old Corrie Lawson has to move to a small town called Point Lake Moore, when her father has to move for work. Her first day is terrible until she meets the town’s bad boy, 17 year old Tristan Foster. She becomes intrigued with the boy. She m...
