The Masks We Have

Chapter 1: Decisions,Decisions

Adelaine POV

"Dad, I'll be alright," I say as Dad throws a worried look my way.

"This is high school,love. Lord knows that it's not a lot better than hell." He mutters.

I laugh. "Jeez dad, a bit of trust in me?" I tease.

He throws a half smile my way. "I trust you, love, it's the other teens I dont trust." He mumbles, shuddering

I giggle and check my reflection in the rear view mirror.

Bright, ocean blue eyes stare back at me. A straight nose, my medium length black hair falling in ringlets around me, framing my face. My high cheek bones had a faint blush that I had applied on them, making my pale face look slightly flushed.
"Done admiring yourself, Addy?" My twin brother teases from behind.

I catch his eye in the mirror and roll my eyes.

"Let's go! You can admire yourself later!" He whines.

I roll my eyes again and placing a quick kiss on my dad's cheek, I get out of the car.

I feel Adrian stand next to me.
"Ready for tenth grade, sister?" He asks softly.

I take a deep breath and nod. Here goes nothing.

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"Oh my God! I am so sorry! I, like, didn't even see you there!" A red haired girl apologizes. I resist rolling my eyes. Please. You can see me quite easily. I was 5"8. And she had caught my eye, looked straight at me before she came up to me and bumped her shoulder to mine.

Adrian was trying to hold back his laugh. I flung a glare his way. He shrugged

"Oh it's totally alright! I, like, totally get it! It gets really hard to walk in heels for a long time." I said, playing the game, internally rolling my eyes.

Let's just not mention the fact that she was not wearing heels.

I said that to let her know that I don't care...admittedly in a very mild, sarcastic way.

I know, I'm a very caring person.

So girl..don't mention it...don't mention i-

"I am not wearing heels, silly!" She giggles.

Cue the face palm people...

I restrain myself from physically slapping my face with my palm.

People just cannot listen can they?

Great. Clearly the drama queen.

The people in the hallway stop whatever jobs they're doing and look at us. Mind your own business people!

Oh god..Decisions, decisions.

Do I behave like a cold one or like the usual me? I try holding my sigh in. I hate this part.

Adrian throws a sympathetic look my way. He knows both my masks. And knows the exact reason why I keep them on as well. I give him a close-lipped smile.

Time to build my masks up again, I think forlornly.

"Oh..whatever." I shrug.
"But seriously, its alright!" I give her a blank look.

She smiles warmly at me and makes her way on,but turns back to chirp something. Literally. Her voice sounds like a bunch of birds screeching in your ear.

"Oh, how rude of me!", she states.
My annoyance was rising.

This girl was anything but sweet, so chances of her truly caring that she was being "rude" were quite minimal.

It was kinda obvious. And her high pitched voice was honestly making my ears bleed.

"My name's Angelica." she says, smiling sweetly.

I almost burst out laughing. For a name that means sweet angel, she sure was the opposite.

Adrian snickers,catching on to the joke

You may ask how I know this? I was after all, a student in this school for about 5 minutes.

I possess a gift. After-let's say past experiences- any judgement i make on a person eventually turns out to be true.

I can't explain it.(Believe me I have tried to explain it to Adrian, but it never works. And if my twin himself cannot understand it then the chances of somebody else understanding are nonexistant...)

But so far,the harsh reality of my life has engraved itself in my brain. And here's what my daily mantra has become.

"Nobody is who they seem to be."

This applies to everybody.

Seriously. They act all kind to you? Well let's see what they say when they have an opportunity to climb up but push you down.

Lemme help you out..Here's the answer. They grab that opportunity.

Nope. The "oh I will sacrifice everything for you" kinda person exists only in books.

How do I know this? Past experiences. Duh.

You can call me bitter if you like, but it is what it is,folks.

So yes,call it a sixth sense if you will, but this Angelica is not even close to sweet. She acts.

That's why I had to put up my masks.
And Adrian is the one person in the whole wide world who knows this.

I will not allow people to judge me. They can judge the mask. But that isn't me is it?

Believe you me, it saves a lot of hurt.

The upbeat, happy go lucky kinda girl at home is hidden at school. At school,she is :

"The girl who is carved from stone ."

That's the words of the students in my previous school by the way.

But its not like I try to contradict them so they have a tiny justification with that. Read: Tiny.

As my thoughts drift back to the present, I just watch as Angelica sashays back down the corridor.

I sigh. 2 masks again this year. Not a slight doubt on that.
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A/N
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