Overthinking

Chapter 3

Third person's view:

Leah watched as the mysterious girl walked out of the room. She felt sort of bad for what she has asked but she had to, it was all part of the plan.

She sent a quick text to someone on her phone before packing up her stuff and walking to the teacher's desk. She left a note for Mr. Davidson explaining that they both had left and would be back tomorrow to finish and continued her way out of the school.

Back to regular:

I was about halfway to the group home before I had to stop because the tears in my eyes were making it hard to see. It had started raining about five minutes after I had left the school, which actual lifted my mood a bit.

I loved the rain, I loved everything about it. I loved the smell, I loved the way it felt against my skin, but most of all I loved going outside after it had rained, where everything was glistening and wet. The after smell of rain was one of my favorites.

But today, in particular, I loved that no one could tell that I was crying due to the rain. I lifted my head towards the sky and let my face be washed by the rain, enjoying the way it felt against the puffiness of my eyes.

I continued walking home after that, knowing that if I stayed out any longer, I would get sick. Not to mention Ms. Grey was probably worrying about me, she was the only one who cared about my well being anymore...

I was just outside the building when another person walking bumped into me. Seeing as I was the one at fault because I had lifted my head up again to stare at the sky, I turned to apologize to the person, but they were gone before I had the chance.

'Well, nevermind then,' I thought as I walked up to the gate. As I entered the house, I noticed that nobody was in the main part of the house. Checking my watch I saw that it was close to six, meaning that dinner was just about over.

'Oh well,' I thought as I shrugged my school bag off my shoulders before stretching my arms. Just as I was about to walk up the stairs to my room, I was interrupted by a cough. I turned around and saw a couple of the girls who try to make my life a living hell. Keyword: 'try'

"Why are you all wet? Did you finally take our advice and try to kill yourself? Looks like a failure like you can't even manage to succeed at that," one of them laughed as the rest of them did. I rolled my eyes as I turned back around to head up the stairs, but not before saying,

"At least I'm not fucking every guy within a 5 feet radius. You should get checked, I can practically smell the STD from here."

I didn't wait around long enough to hear her response as I had closed the door before she could. I let out a loud sigh as I slid down the door and plopped onto the floor. Being one of the ones who has been here for the longest time I get the benefit of having my own room, which is both a blessing and a curse, but for the time being, I couldn't be more grateful.

I threw my shoes into a corner of the room, not really caring where they went and went to sit on my bed. I reached into my pocket to pull out my mini notebook that contained my homework assignments written on it when I felt a loose piece of paper in my pocket.

I didn't think much of it, thinking that it was just a piece of paper that may have gotten ripped out of my notebook at some point and pulled it, and the notebook, out of my pocket.

I threw my notebook on the bed and picked up the paper. As I picked it up, I noticed that it was a business card rather than a piece of notebook paper. I got a little confused as I couldn't remember when I had last accepted a business card from anyone but just figured that it was just something that I may have forgotten.

I flipped the card over and stared at the writing on the front, only getting more confused as I didn't understand the name of the company on the card. I picked up my phone from where it was sitting on my dresser and opened up the internet app.

I searched up the name of the company and clicked on the first link. Once the page loaded I could feel my heartbeat quicken as I stared at the title...