(Little disclaimer: English is not my native language so if something is spelled wrong feel free to correct me in the comments. Also I am not deaf so if I describe something a bit strange sorry. I don't want to offend anyone.)
Fall
To drop or descend under the force of gravity, as to a lower place through loss or lack of support.
I don't want to, but it just happens every time he walks by. It feels like I fall every fucking time, literally hate myself for it. It isn't about falling in love or anything, more about falling into hate.
When I walk around the campus to go to my history class, I see him and his buddy, still don't know his name, and I feel it again. The pain in my stomach is, to say at least, unpleasant. As I sit down and get my books from my bag, they take place behind me, great again.
I hate this buddy for what he did this morning. He texted me when I was about to leave the nice text; Ey, what's your name? And of course, I was so nice to dive into a conversation.
Me: Sarah, yours?
Bud: Sam, we have Religion together in about five, right?
Me: Sure Sam, and our class is in about 30 minutes.
Bud: No, it's not, I would come to school fast if I was you.
Turns out our class was in about 30 minutes and he fooled me, fucking hate him to now. Don't believe he's Sam either but I don't have any need to know his real name. Why do bullies always take me?
I am happy when class is over and both boys didn't make a move on me, I don't have to see them for any of my next classes. So, when I am finished for the day, I walk happier out the classroom door. Not for long.
The two of them are standing against the wall outside both smoking a cigarette. Sometimes I wander if people just want to ruin their body's or if they just don't know what they do to themselves. As I walk past them I try to ignore them, it's very hard to ignore people when they stare at you I can say.
It didn't matter anyways because I feel my phone buzzing in my pocket, I know it's them. But just to be sure I look at my phone. As I expected.
Bud: How was your day?
Me: Perfectly fine
Bud: Great, it turns out religion was later anyway. You were right.
I look up at the boys not sure what I should answer so I walk away, they can walk to hell. And I would make an appointment with the devil to welcome them after they waited there for 20 fucking minutes.
I take a deep breath, don't think this way Sarah, this is not you. Still that thought doesn't help me with the strange feeling in my stomach as I walk home.
The rest of my week went by and before I knew it I welcomed the weekend. Not that I could relax or something, I had just way to much to do but still it was weekend. Sam and Buddy didn't stop with whatever they where doing so that sucks.
I just hope they would change their perspective and just stop with it for the rest of this year. But hey, I couldn't expect much from them I guess.
I decided to order some food online because with my fist week behind me I deserved some reward. So while I wait for my pizza I text my mom that I survived today and I would like to come over for dinner tomorrow. She doesn't respond and I pick up my book, then reading it is.
When the buzzer from my doorbell starts buzzing next me I open the door, it's the pizza. I give the girl some money whit a smile and take my pizza. She smiles back and starts talking. I point at my ear and then make a cross with my arms. She seems to understand points at her legs pressed together.
What does she mean? She goes on and point to my apartment. I not quickly as I understands that she wants to use the bathroom.
When she has entered the bathroom I put my pizza on my table and get a plate. When she comes out of the bathroom she is searching for a pen in her jacket. When she finds my she walks towards my pizza box and start writing something down.
Thanks for letting me use your toilet! I am Haiden, are you deaf?
As soon as she hands me the pen I write something on the box.
Yes, I am Sarah. Nice to meet you! Are you done for today?
Yes you were my last order of today, why do you ask?
I don't think I can eat this whole pizza on my own and I was wondering if you could help me...
Yeah of course, it's not like I have something important to do ;).
I smile at her while I open the pizza box, it's apparently not that hard to make new friends.
(Like this story so far haha, what do you think? xx ily all!)
