we'll never be as young as we are now
it's time to leave this old black and white town
let's seize the day, let's run away
don't let the colours fade to grey
Amber's P.O.V.
None of the people I knew were in my next class and I panicked as Calum left, he'd showed me where the room was but now had to get to his own class, Spanish. I walked up to the teacher's desk and cleared my throar, feeling a wave of anxiety wash over me as my heartbeat sped up. "Hey, uhm, I'm Amber Humms, new student?" I squeaked and cleared my throat again; my voice kept breaking.
"Uhm, I don't know where to sit" I told the teacher who'd introduced herself as Mrs. Kow, whatever kind of name that was, and I could hear how the confidence in my voice decreased with every word, at the end of the sentence it was just a high-pitched squeak. Mrs. Kow pointed to an empty desk and said "Usually there's a boy next to you, but it seems like he decided not to show up" I nodded and walked to the desk, sitting down.
Every student was just talking and doodling, and I didn't really want to socialize with anyone, so I just sat and drew, the art lesson didn't seem to really have a theme at the moment. Suddenly, someone grabbed the piece of paper I'd drawn on and pulled it away. I winced, then turned around to see a boy looking at the paper sheet. "What the hell" I snapped at him and tried to grab the paper, but he just ran in front of the class and everyone went dead silent. Seriously? How old are you all? Five?
My face turned red, both of embarrasment and anger, seriously how old is that boy? Fuck "Sit down Joshua" Mrs. Kow said, but the boy just smiled at her. I stood up and walked up to him, cleared my throat and tried to sound confident. "That's kind of my drawing," I said, but my voice was quiet and Joshua started to laugh.
I was freaking out by then, I was frustrated and totally done with this class. He was pissing me off. When I tried to reach the paper, he held it over his head.
"Why are you sitting there alone? Don't you have any friends? I bet you don't" he said, too quiet for anyone but me to hear it. "Mostly because you're a 5 year old bitch and I'm not," I answered, then my hand slapped him across the face in what seemed like slow motion to me. He looked at me with wide eyes, of course not having expected that kind of reaction.
I grabbed the paper from his hand and walked out of the class, leaving dead silent students, a flabbergasted Joshua and a probably completely done Mrs. Kow behind. I left the school complex and dropped onto a bench outside, not caring in how much trouble I'd get for this.
I crumbled up the paper and threw it into the bin next to the bench, and as always, my thoughts drifted until they ended up back there.
*flashback*
"Happy birthday little sis" Vicky says and hugs me. "Thanks Vicky" I say and hug her back. "Vicky why are you in your room all the time?" I ask and look at my sister who sat on her bed. "I just don't feel well Am. Don't worry" "But the weather is good today. We could go to the park" Vicky looks at me with sad eyes "No Am I don't feel like leaving the house today"
"But-" "I. Don't. Feel. Like. Leaving. The. House. Today" I look down on my bare feet and play with my skirt. "Why are you wearing a long sleeved shirt?" I ask "It's hot outside". Vicky pats the bed next to her "Come sit down Am. I need to explain something to you" I sit down "Am, I'm sick" "Then you can go to mummy. She'll give you medicine or you'll go to the doctor's" I say. "No Am. It's not like that. It's something you can't really do anything against"
Then Vicky pulls up her sleeve and I see the scars and cuts on it. I gasp. "Vicky who did this to you? You have to tell mummy" Vicky sighs and rubs her temples. "I did this to myself . That's the sickness" I look at her. "Am are you afraid of me?" I hesitate and then slowly shake my head. "I'm not afraid of you. You're my sister."
