Stupid Rich Girl

$ 5 - Be Careful Sunshine

~You can't hum while holding your nose~

Rosen

Detention my ass. Like I was gonna show. All the teachers in this school know that I have never attended a detention once in my life and yet they still give it to me. I scoffed to myself as I kicked my feet against the floor of the empty school hallways. I did however stay behind after school to grab a book from the library. I was now walking towards the car park so I can head to train.

The school was dead silent. The only sound being my footsteps and the faint sound of music coming from the end of this hall. I furrowed my eyebrows as I knew Mr. Jones would never stay after school hours to be in the music room, he despises the subject so I don't know why he even teaches it in the first place.

As I neared it, I recognised the song to be 'Leave a light on' by Tom Walker. I've heard it a coupe times but the words are very close to home, so I tubed out before I could think to far into it. I stopped at the door frame and watched a figure dancing graciously to the music where the dance floor is that's surrounding by mirrors that bounce off your every emotions during your performance.

I stared at her, captured. She made the song her own as she glided across the floor with pain and knowing. Her moves were powerful and the sight and sound caused an aching to my heart. She was completely oblivious to my presence as she too was captured and would not be released until she poured out all of her built up emotions through her movements and when the song comes to an end.

Her contemporary movements were so perfect that one could mistake her for a professional dancer. The skirt she had on drifted through the air with every turn as her long hair followed its lead as if was commanded to. I didn't like the fact that the sight made me want to spill out my emotions so I hated the fact that I still could not look away.

With one final and single beat, she fell onto the floor, drained. Her body heaved up and down on the floor as she chased to catch her breath. It was only when she looked up into the mirror at her own reflection with such disgust that I recognised her mixed eyes. I finally managed to leave the room quickly, with the fear that she saw me.

I stormed out of the school with too many mixed emotions pumping through my veins. I hated it. I hate feeling. I threw my leg over my bike and kicked back the kickstand. I clumsily pulled the helmet over my head before I took of down the road. My breaths were shallow and rushed, one thing I could never control.

This time it wasn't just my usual anger that pumped through my body. It was sadness. Grief. Longing. Guilt. With my anger, I could release it through a punch. But with all those other... feelings, I could only ever hope to numb them. Numb them until they're triggered again by some pathetic trigger.

Soon enough the worn out and rough buildings came into my view and then it wasn't long until I was parked in the driveway of the small house. I slammed the car door and walked to the front door. I opened it and walked in and headed straight for the kitchen. I opened the cupboard above the counter and pulled out the bottle of Jack Daniels. I twisted the lid and took a much need drink from the bottle. The second it hit the back of my throat it burned like shit but once the pain in my heart and adrenaline in my veins calmed, I knew it was worth it.

"Dad's gonna be pissed at you" Noah said as he entered the kitchen. He stared at me and watched as I pulled the bottle away from my lips. I blinked a couple times and held onto the counter to steady myself.