Cage of White lies*MAGCON FANFIC/ Matt Espinosa*

*Chapter two* Just the usual

 -UNEDITED-

*Avielle's POV*

The orphanage was built in the most impoverished area in town, there weren't grass, trees or any bright thing for that matter, just dirt and other precarious buildings that looked like elderly live in it. Graffiti everywhere, old dusty cars parking across the streets. Who would suspect this place to have criminals, drug dealers and rapists living in it? Exactly, no one I mean it looks normal and boring like hell. Maybe that's why it is one of the most dangerous place around but the police is too dumb to notice it.

Walking, more like limping my way to school. I ignored my broken wrist, plugged my earphones into my mp3 player and listened to Holiday by Green day, music is the only thing that can save me from myself and my miserable life. When it hits you, you feel no pain. It's like we hear magic around us, we can hear music everywhere we go, every sound we make. If I had the ability to sing I would never shut up. Although my Uncle -bless his soul- used to say I had a good voice, but that was before I actually sang in front of him. If it weren't for my mom to finally get the courage to shut me up, i would've made a hole in his ear drums. Sometimes I even thought he died because of my kind-of-dying-whale-noise. Well, at least he is in a better place now.

I paid no attention to the homeless men sleeping against the wall or the smokers in a dark ally waiting for a perfect victim to rob or the street fighting that's happening in a nearby bar.

I suddenly felt fear and panic embracing my body tightly, all those people reminded me of the past that keeps haunting my nightmares everyday. What if the same thing happened just now? What if I had to repeat what i'm trying to forget? what if? what if?

This was what I hated most about myself. I was never an optimist, I see the world for what it truly is not for how it should be, I didn't believe in fate or love or miracles because seriously, It doesn't happen. They live in books and fairy tales that we used to tell our kids during night time. It hit you like a train when you grow up and realize everything isn't what you want it to be. I've known that since a very long time and believed every word of it, maybe this is the result, a crappy life full of nothing.

I ran with all my might to the school, i'm such a coward I thought. No wonder why i'm weak, unable to protect myself from my greatest danger. My body hurts so much but I keep going, escaping from the awful area and trying to forget what my mind wants me to remember.

I finally reached the school's gate panting a little, seeing few people outside the front door chatting and laughing. Looks like I arrived early than expected.

I pushed my glass to my nose, adjusting my clothes. As soon as I opened the door, everyone stopped talking and began looking at me disgustedly, whispering gossips to their friends. I sighed, this seems like the only thing I do without getting beaten up, not that I object though. I walked through the hallway and headed to my locker.

"Hey bubblegum, do you always get fatter every day? it's exhausting really to tire my eyes that much just to check your non-curvy body" Taylor said, following by the laughs of his other jock friends. what is funny in a simple sentence anyway? idiots, don't they have anything to do expect following their leader everywhere and laughing at every thing he says?

I looked at my stomach. I'm not even fat you twat, he really needs to wear glasses. I mentally face palmed when I saw that I was wearing a baggy sweater that made me look overweight, oh look i'm even talking to myself in my own mind, fantastic!