On Mondays

Fifth

"Alfie," I said when I woke up the next morning.

The name felt so good anytime I said it. I had breakfast, I thought about going grocery shopping with the money I made on the first day of work and went back to get the little money from my drawer.

I was exceptionally happy today although I felt really bad anytime I saw Connor. He just wanted to help me but I was so sure that there was no way he would have forgiven me.He was right, I needed someone to talk to. I wanted to tell him what I was going through. I wanted to talk to him.

The first class I went into, I went late because while I was rushing to class, some idiot pushed me down and all my papers fell on the floor and no one helped me.

Whisperes went around the class when I walked in.

"Ah. Miss Toreno, come in and sit down. See me after this class," Mr. Harrison told me and I nodded.

When he turned to the board, the guy infront of me turned to face me and I recognized him from Liam's house last night.

"Are you alright?" he asked me and I nodded.

"Connor just wants to help," he said as he turned back to face the board.

"Don't be such a bitch about it," I wasn't surre if I was supposed to hear that."Come and seat with me and the boys during lunch."

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"Is there a problem Miss Toreno?" the counsellor asked me when I sat down on one of the chairs infront of her desk

Mr. Harrison told me that I should go to see the guidance counsellor after his class.

I spent all the periods before lunch in her office and she could not identify my problem, she looked like she didn't belive me one bit.

"Okay, I'll see you again tomorrow, same time," she said witha fake smile.

When the bell for lunch went, I went to drop my books in my locker and I caught  a glimpse of Connor trying to open his locker. I think he forgot the combination.

I had been thinking of Alfie all day and I have this feeling that he was my boyfriend in whatever life I used to live. I have to find him. But before that, I really had to fix things with Connor. Because I felt really bad and I was going to sit at his table today.

I walked up to him from his back.

"Hi," I said and he jumped and turned to look at me. I tried to hold back a giggle.

"Don't just creep up on a guy!" he said, his hand still over his heart.

"Sorry," I said and he nodded.

"Can we talk?" we asked each other simultaneously. Then laughed.

"You first," he told me.

"I'm sorry," I blurted out.

"Stop. Don't apologize. What happened last week was totally my fault," he said. Last week? "I just wanted you to open up to someone, preferably me and I'm sorry I forced you. I'm going to be here for you anytime you're ready."

"Don't you mean yesterday?"

"I didn't see you yesterday," he said. I gave him a confused look as we left his locker to head to the cafeteria. He had on a huge grin like he was about to tell me that I won the lottery. "Mara, you have no records."

"What are you talking about?"

"I was on my laptop all through last week Tuesday and yeah, I have no idea how you registered into school. And when I said that you don't have records, I meant you don't have records anymore. I found a Mara Toreno who died a couple of years-"

What is this idiot saying?

"I did my research. You died in some hospital years ago-"

"Shut up, shut up, shut up, shut up..." I had my hands in my hair and was pulling at it. I didn't know when I slid down to the floor.

Wait, I'm not real? Or I'm dead? I'm a ghost?

I won't lie, I thought about it once or twice but it makes no sense.

I honestly had no idea what to think. Everywhere was spinning and I couldn't breathe.

"God, I'm such an idiot," he muttered.

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a/n hello beautiful people, okay, nothing to write here, bye!