-Have you ever felt so alone that even when you're surrounded by people that love you. You feel like you're fighting the world alone. Scars are just memories of when you weren't strong enough. Pictures speak a thousand words. But I spoke none with him. -
My name is Isabella. But people call me Belle. This is my story and I'm warning you now there is no happy ending. So let's start from the beginning.
First day of college and I'm so nervous. I've never done well in public situations especially if I'm made to say interesting stuff about myself. In all honestly I'm really not that interesting so what would I say? Hi I'm belle and I sit at home all day. Doesn't sound like it would get me friendship points. But unlike highschool I'm hoping to make a new start on myself. I'm not wanting to fall into the lonely social groupings that I was in during highschool. The college is at least 7 floors high, there are so many people and I feel invisible as people walk into me. I'm small in a lot of ways and most people here seem to tower over me. It's like I'm a needle in one huge haystack. As I walk through the doors I realise I have no idea where I'm going and I'm already 10 minutes late for my first initial class. Not a good start really. I drop to the floor with my bag and start digging through what seemed like a never ending pile of papers to find the one that had my classroom number and floor on. I look a right mess with papers flying everywhere and a face of confusion. Why do I need all these papers? Surly not every piece is needed. Just when I'm about to give up hope from what feels like a life time of digging I over hear a conversation. "Yeah I'm on my way to level 2 psychology, it started 10 minutes ago I'm super late." My head snaps up in her direction as I see a slender girl with the most bluest eyes and blonde hair like sunshine. I quickly grab the remaining papers and stumble over to her. "Hay! Er I think I'm in your class and I have no idea where I'm going." The girl was obviously started by me but she smiled "well you can just follow me, I know where to go." I Nod and smile in appreciation and we head towards our class. "I'm belle by the way." I say to break the silence, the girl glances at me and smiles once again. "Harriet." She replies, walking into our classroom. "Ah! We didn't think you would show up!" The teacher exclaimed gesturing us to take our seats. I slip my bag off my shoulder and place it under the table, taking a seat at the end of the table. "Now that were all here. Let's do a bonding exercise." Shit. I knew this would happen and even so I'm still not prepared for it. "I want 2 truths and a lie from all of you. We'll then guess which one is the lie." A lump forms in my throat as I frantically think about what to say. After a few minutes the teacher, Linda is her name, starts to go round the classroom and ask each person to stand and announce their truths and a lie and people were to guess. I still haven't thought of anything worth saying and it keeps getting closer to my turn. "Isabelle?" Linda calls out, I jump slightly and look her way, slowly lifting my hand and standing up. "Its Belle." Linda smiles and nods "got it, can we hear yours please." I Nod slightly and glance round the class room. I've never had this many eyes on me at once it's very intimidating, I swallow the lump in my throat and clear my throat. "Erm..." I start, still hasn't thought of anything to say and I could see everyone waiting for an answer. "I... used to play in a high end football team, I once got to the semi finals on Britain's got talent and I've sang with Ed Sheeran." I once again look round the classroom as most people looked confused. "This is a hard one" Linda says with a frown. "I think they're all lies." A girl pipes up, I freeze up not knowing what to say back. I can feel my heart racing as I'm centre of attention from the whole class. "Well I'm going to say the ed Sheeran one is the lie. " Linda replies, she must see my discomfort in my face as I stand there. I shake my head slightly "that one is true." I mutter under my breath, it was just one time and I had won a competition to meet him. We met back stage and for some reason my confidence was sky high when he asked if I wanted to sing with him. So I did. Some of the girls roll their eyes or whisper among them selves. My cheeks turn a bright shade of red as I'm really feeling out of place. "Well I think it's cool that she has." This time a boy pipes up, the only boy in the class. He looks at me and smiles softly, I smile back and look down at the desk. "So which one is it?" Linda asks "I've never been on Britain's got talent. " I manage to squeak out and quickly take my seat once again. "Well that was definitely a tough one. Now that the bonding exercise is out the way let's continue with how this year is going to go." Her voice trails off in my ears as a high pitch noise screams into my head. I rest my head on my arms to try calm down, I'm definitely not the most popular right now. "Hey." A whisper comes from in front of me. I look up and it's the boy and his friend. "Im Luke and this is Coby." He says gesturing to his female friend. "we think yours were pretty cool. We sound boring compared to you. If you wanna hang with us that's perfectly fine. Everyone needs a friend." He says with a smile, my face softens into a smile as I Nod. "They're the only interesting things I've ever done in my life. I'm pretty boring." Luke laughs quietly "I honestly doubt it." He says with a wink. Looking back to the front towards Linda. Coby smiles "you're pretty cool to us." She adds, also looking back towards the front. I chew the skin on my lip and smile to myself. The day had just got better for me.
The lesson had finished and we had a break, I followed Luke and Coby out, they had also befriended another girl that seemed to not get on well in the class. Her name is Kenzie. We stand chatting outside our next classroom for the while break, sharing details about ourselves and laughing as if we had known each other for years. It made me feel wanted for once like I wasn't so alone like I was in highschool. For once I felt apart of something and it felt like nothing could ever go wrong.
Oh how wrong I was.
