SWITCH

Chapter Fourteen: 'PAIN'

Chapter song: 1-800...BY LOGIC FT ALESSIA

Aisha's POV

I can't believe Daniella actually left the aparetment for me. Even if it is only for the weekend, it actually might be what I need.

Am disturbed from my thoughts by the buzzing sound from my phone clearly showing Daniella's name, well it's not like her to go long without talking to me.

Me: what's up
Daniella: I just wanted to know how your doing
Me: am fine
Daniella: okay well I'll be home Sunday morning okay?
Me: sure thing Daniella. And thank you, for the space thing I really appreciate it
Daniella: of course you know I'd do anything for you_

This is the part where we both say I love you to each other but instead the call ends with dead silence from both of us.

It's a Friday and the old me would go to school, then later go out with Stacy or Bjorn. I look at my phone and it's 10am, am already late and might as well not go to school but I feel the need to. Am going to give myself this day just to try to be happy and see if I really do want to work through the heartaches of my life. I haven't talked to any of my friends since last month so maybe I'll start with that for the day.

As I walk into the class, which is religious education, I expect to see Bjorn on his regular sit which is next to mine but he is seated with a group of girls and guys who I would never consider friendly. As i take my sit I turn to face him hoping if he sees that am looking at him he will obviously move back to his seat but instead he looks at me and turns back to talk to his new friends.

Are you fucking kidding me!

In the other class I do not see Stacy but just as am going to my third class of the day i spot her and she is with her boyfriend. We are going to opposite directions and when we finally get closer I try to speak to her but she doesn't even look at me.

The hell!

I know I haven't been myself for weeks but that doesn't give her the right to act like she doesn't know me, Best friend my ass.

I walk into class which is art and the teacher and everyone else stare at me as i take my sit next to Gabriel. He turns to me with a smirk before facing the teacher once again which is strange, Gabriel is one of the rudest people in school, he literally talks to nobody in school other than the drug dealers that buy his products.

The art teacher asks us to draw what we think of life, she gives us an example of an ocean; it's scary, beautiful and unpredictable. I stay looking at my paper for twenty minutes before turning to Gabriel who has only used one colour which I assume is his favorite color, black seeing that all his clothes are black.

After an hour the teacher starts going through everyone's work and complimenting on them. When she finally gets to me and Gabriel she looks confused and upset.

Teacher: Miss Mickelson, would you mind explaining why your page is blank?

Because life is a shit hole and I don't know how to paint that.

Me: well you asked us to draw out our opinion on life
Teacher: And?
Me: That's it. I don't have any opinion on life
Teacher: You mean you don't have anything that you love or hate?

"I hate everything", I say in a whisper but loud enough for everyone to hear.

I earn some whispers and stares which make me very uncomfortable but they are all stopped by someone I least expected to defend me.

Gabriel: can you all shut the fuck up, seriously give her a fucking break
Teacher: Gabriel! Language.

He sighs and stays quiet just before the teacher moves to his side of the desk. She looks at his work with worry.