New Girl (Slowly Updating)

The Next Day

A/N: OMG I haven't posted since May. I honestly have no excuses but writer's block tbh. OH yes! I finally figured out the ending for this story and like one other person knows so get ready for drama. Haha.

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The Next Day

One thing I hadn't felt in a few years was the feeling of waking up and realizing I didn't have any obligations to anyone, that I could think about me and no one else for the next couple of days before they came back. Sitting up slowly with quite a bit of energy I pushed back the covers and ran my hands through my hair, keeping the small curls away from getting in my eyes.

I pulled out a shirt and left it out to get some air before going to the kitchen and getting my stash of granola bars, I wanted a slice of toast or even some eggs, but my father could be a drill sergeant sometimes counting exactly how many of each there was.

I laid my head on the table while munching on my bar and watched outside until the sun was finally up and I was holding a wrapper in my hands, thinking about the quietness of the morning. Getting up and heading towards the shower, I undressed and avoided looking at myself before I grabbed a towel.

Afterwards I wiped myself off and glanced down when I felt a squelching inside and just sighed. Was now really the time to get my period? I knew my mother hid her pads somewhere, but she never let me use them and always complained able be leaving blood everywhere. But thankfully I was smart and slept in the bathroom to avoid dirtying my bed.

A glance at the clock in my room showed me it was 7:55 and I ran to the bathroom to grab as much toilet paper as I could to stuff my underwear. By the time I had put on jeans I was already late for school. I walked to school as fast as I could and entered my math class. Mr. Samuels looked up from his reading and smiled at me. He was a nice teacher but kind of on the weird side.

"Ms. Stone. Do you have a pass?"

I shook my head at him. “Well, you’re going to have to go to the office and get one.” I turned back around and walked towards the office but deciding to make a detour to the nurses’ office. I knocked on the door and heard a grunt so I opened it and froze.

There, bent over her desk, was the nurse and on top of her grunting was a very tall man who I’m hoping is a teacher, thrust very hard from the back. I wasn’t sure they heard me, but I wasn’t willing to risk being caught. I slowly closed the door, trying to get those very odd images out of my mind. Walking in the opposite direction I decided to just leave school altogether.

I know it would eventually catch up to me, but right now all I need is a little escape from reality, I usually only did this when my parents were away and now seemed to be the best time as ever. I just felt that something big was going to happen, something that no one could protect me from and I felt an odd sense of déjà vu with it all.

I saw a car parked at the house next door and wondered if it had always been there. When a very pretty woman in a red suit came out of the car with a bright smile heading my way I stopped smiled since she looked very excited to see me. It was slightly disconcerting considering she looked like a CEO or some type of large business owner.

“Marilynn Stone?” I was shocked that she knew my name and even more so when she embraced me, her arms felt comfortable, warmth seeped through her skin into mine and I couldn’t even describe how that felt. It was amazing and I didn’t ever want to leave.

She left me go after a while, her chocolate eyes filling with tears, but then she looked sharply to the side, pupils widening before she rapidly shook her head, the brown headband in her hair constricting her large curls from flowing into her face.

I tried to look behind me, but she gripped my hands and looked deep into my eyes, “You need to tell him Marilynn. I know you’re scared and you think it will only get worse from here, but I need you to tell him okay? Please promise me you will.” Her eyes were so pleading that I nodded yes without even stopping to ask her any questions. Then, before I knew it, she had already dashed away into her car and driven off. Shell-shocked and just overwhelmingly tired I went inside and locked the door, shivering from the encounter with such warmth and having to return back into this hovel of cold.