nonchalant tears ~

chapter1: beginning

The dawn sun peeked through a mix of hazy clouds. The contrast between the baby blue sky and crystal white clouds was quite pleasing. It had been raining heavily the night before but the tarmac on the roads showed no sign of this yet small droplets of water slipped through the cracks. The morning mist flowed perfectly with the movement of the diverse clouds. It brought a chill which mingled with the warm temperature bringing a sense of peace and tranquility. Plants and the leaves of trees swayed lightly. Baby birds all around cried out in hunger for the return of their mothers. So far everything was going just right. A wonderful way to start a Monday morning right after the Christmas holidays. I quickly glanced at the time. 7:04. There was quite a bit of time left until I had to leave for school. About 50 minutes or so. I could do lots of things in that time but i chose to carry on looking out of the window and making scenarios as if it was a completely different story in my head. It was a way to help me forget about my boring ass life. 

7:15 

People started to exit their homes for work and school. Mothers looked tenderly at their children as they walked away. Further and further away for another day at school. Siblings would walk together, side by side while others alone grasped into another world on their phones. People really didn't appreciate the art of the world.

7:32

Now, more and more people started to leave. Shops on the edge of the road opened. Secondary school children sped walk looking exasperated at the idea of school after Christmas. The tips of noses and cheeks became a blushing pink. Colorful scarves were choked around necks. Thick, heavy coats were worn and there was no one in sight without one. Typical British weather.

7:53

The street was empty. Almost everyone had left their houses. They would all be on time and didn't have to rush to get to school on time. Everyone except me. The unpleasant sound of my mum shouting at me to get ready and leave the house brought me to my senses. Fuck. I was gonna be late. Fuck fuck fuck. I didn't want to make a big scene of myself. I hated attention from crowds of people. I zoomed into the toilet quickly brushed my teeth while changing into my half ironed uniform and grabbed my navy blue Adidas backpack. Simultaneously, I also tied my hair up into a loose pony tail accidentally grabbing my little sister's bright pink hairband. Eh who would actually care. I charged through the cupboards hoping for a small snack just lying anywhere. I guess not. I rolled up my sleeve and looked at the time. 

8:05

I really am unlucky today. I couldn't find my mum anywhere. Dammit she must've already left for work. I ran out of the house hoping my school lunch money was topped up just enough to buy a drink from the vending machine and a decent lunch because boy was I hungry. Completely in shambles I tried to quickly search for a shortcut. Unlucky again. I sprinted faster and faster. My heartbeat rose. I was sweating furiously. Never in my life had I done an exercise as hardcore as this and I was glad for that. The sweat came by as fast as it went. The cold air made sure of that. 

8:10

8: 15

8:17

I was here. And on time surprisingly. The bell hadn't even rung. Result! Although a few stares came in my way, I ignored them. They were reasonable. I looked like a huge mess right now but I didn't care. At least I had got here on time and didn't have to face my class staring at my sweaty ass walking. 

Now for the rest of the day. Let's see how bad that goes