How Did I Ever Love You?

Chapter 22: Goodbye

England's pov

I started getting all my stuff into one place, which was hard since our lockers where so close and I kept knocking into people. That's fine though, won't matter in a few hours. I was so giddy the entire day, just excited to finally leave this place for good. Maybe now I won't lay awake at one a.m, panicking about that assignment I forget. Or the feeling of my stomach flipping when I realize I know nothing on the test. Even the stress over getting an acceptable grade would be gone!

I didn't hesitate for a moment to tell everyone I knew about it now. Just like that, I had every kid's attention. Not going into detail, no matter how much I wanted to, I explained that I'll be homeschooled from now on. They asked why, but like I said, not too many details. I wanted to believe that a few were relived, if they were, they were damn good at hiding it. But it didn't concern me, they didn't matter anymore.

The whole day, I made sure to inform all my teachers of this. They all seemed pretty shocked to be honest, but I just smiled as I explained. I had literally nothing to lose anymore. During one class, I had to take a paper down to the office, easy to say I took my sweet time doing it.

"It'll all be over soon..." I thought as I walked down the empty and silent hallways. I sighed happily as I looked around at the walls, knowing that I'll never have to see them again. Everyday became so... boring. If monochrome had a feel, this would be it. Same routine everyday, same people everyday, same pain everyday. Nothing ever happened anymore. I thought back to the first few years of school as a whole. Sad how I started hating it by the third grade.

"And now I can actually have opinions..." I whispered to nobody, playing with my fingers as I walked. I seemed to be an outcast when it came to that, always have been. Everyone, and I mean everyone voiced the same opinions as the teachers, like opinions were lessons meant to be taught. meanwhile I was just the difference. I never spoke of them in class though, I would be looked down upon, seen as a mistake, the enemy, someone ignorant, incorrect. Whether it was about certain issues, politicians, society, my opinions were different... Though I would never change them just to fit in, I shouldn't have to do that. Right?

The end of the day came, and as I was halfway down the hall, I saw my mom and ran towards her.

"So I can go now?!" I exclaimed, looking up at her with immeasurable happiness in my eyes. She laughed and explained how once she talks with the teachers, we could go. I walked back the the classrooms with her and hung on the stairs as she made sure everyone knew what was going on. I jumped around and muttered random things to myself. Every now and then chiming in to let them somewhat know my side of the story. Once everything was said and done, I stepped outside and walked to the car, jumping in and throwing my overloaded bag in the back seat. The whole ride home I expressed my excitement to finally be free from that place.

Honestly, if I had known this is how it would be, I wouldn't have turned down my parents first offer. I mentally slapped myself and just went on talking about my last day. Normally, this is the part where I would say 'I do miss one thing though'. But I don't, I really don't.