Morning, 7:30 am.I am thinking on my bed how I am in the situation I am right now. How I survived. I wanted to scream to the world that I was alive. I closed my eyes. I saw Anne again. Her beautiful imagination kept me sane in that orphanage. She told me her meaningful stories with these fictional characters that kept me away from the cruel reality of never be loved again, we ran through the halls of that big old house, we hid in the basement to read and write. Of course, not everything is perfect, I got so many fights because I defended anne. I don't regret it at all. But everything ended when she got adopted. When she left me I was destroyed, devastated but happy for her. She was living her life to the fullest or that's what my mind was wondering at those grieving times. She told me that no one could manage my worth. No one could tell me that was someone from below. Anne told me that I was someone capable of doing the impossible. I lifted my hand as I opened my eyes looking the details of it. I sure suffered. A strong independent woman. However, when I escaped the orphanage, when I ran for my life to be unlocked and be free. My hands gripping my small backpack and my hair going against the wind. My smile was brighter and bigger that day. I sure enjoyed it. I started working in the city. I lied about my age, my roots and where I came from. I was a different person. I was a little lost mexican. People yelled at me full with angry, racist opinions and comments. But there's always a light, yesterday Anne found me again. She gave me another opportunity, her adoptive mother took me in with all the love. I can even recall perfectly how she saw me. I was being abruptly yelled by a white man. He was yelling how I was supposed to go back to my country and that no one wanted me here. I was a small girl that didn't follow society's expectations. To society's eyes I was a disappointment. A sixteen year old girl wearing pants with tucked in shirts, her hair wrapped in a piece of cloth, no heels or fancy shoes but, black ones. I was a little boy to society. My eyes were full of tears with anger. I was about to stood up for myself. In that moment words couldn't be spoken. I was about to break in pieces, like a cup of burning water because of someone so careless let it fall. I fell on my knees and I could remembered easily how that disgusting man laughed at my weakness. As always Anne at the rescue, she helped me stand up and glared at the man. Who didn't stop laughing. Marilla, now my adoptive mother as well, held my shoulders from behind trying to calm me down, even though she didn't know me she supported me. As usual I spoke for myself to the man and we left. Now, as promised for marilla, I was going to go to school and do the boy's job as I asked. She refused at first but she end up agreeing. I stood up with my thoughts and I looked on the mirror. I have medium cut brown hair, my big a and round nose, my "boy" clothes. Let's not forget about my honey eyes and I was a little overweight. I am Luna. I am mexican, 16 years old with 5'3 of height. As I was examining myself on the mirror when I heard Marilla calling out my name for breakfast. Anne and I usually help out with the kitchen. As I ran downstairs, my hair bounced on my shoulders, as a free small bird. Marilla was mixing the eggs with the vegetables and Anne was setting the table. I usually do the hard work, since I am a little farmer at the house.
"Good morning ladies." I said with a small smirk teasing as I landed on my feet on the last step on the stairs.
"Good morning Luna." Marilla looked at me from her side and smiled at me. Anne looked at me and smiled too. I nodded and walked out where Jerry was. He was a tall boy, his French accent every time he spoke English was a blessing in the morning. I walked in the barn and patted my horse as I walked to jerry.
"Good morning Jerry!" I said with a big bright smile on my face.
"Good morning my lady." He smiled, and that small smile made my heart melt every second of it. I felt my cheeks grew red.
"First day of school?" He asked as he fed the horses.
"Yes, indeed. Unfortunately." I said as I sighed. A dramatic one. He laughed.
"Good luck." He said poking my cheek as he walked past by me.
"Thank you. I will need that." I said as I held my hands together. He smiled and nodded. He started working again. I thought that was a signal for me to go. I stepped back hesitant.
"Well I will see you in the afternoon." I spoke as a I waved. But, before he could say something I was jogging back to the house.
I walked in and closed the door behind me. The smell of fresh bread and strawberries took over my senses. I sighed in pleasure. I sat down on the table. I rolled my long sleeves so they didn't get dirty. Anne sat next to me. Marilla did too and Jones, Anne and I's adoptive father. We all started eating. It was a quiet breakfast. That even the sound of us chewing was extremely loud. Until, Jones spoke.
"I hope you have a good day, both of you." He said looking at anne and me.
"More you Luna. I know you are a bit different that all of your age. Just try to have a calm environment." Jones said and I nodded.
"Of course, I will. There's no need to worry about me." I said as I finished my food.
"Well thank you for the food but we are running late for school." I said as I stood up.
"Yes indeed. We must go to the get our education." Anne said smiling as she grabbed her board and chalk, including her basket. I did the same, a little bit clumsily. We both walked to school. In our way, something happened. This blond guy, that it was unknown for my memory stopped us.
"Billy." Anne said with a strong tone. The guy, named billy smirked. In a narcissistic way.
"Look what we have here. The orphan and her friend? An orphan too. For sure." He laughed as he was approaching to us. I stayed on my place not moving. Billy was trying to intimidate us.
"Leave us alone billy." Anne said holding my arm tight knowing that my fist will be stamped on his face shortly.
"What? Scared? You are just a little rat." Billy pushed her and her back fell against the tree, her grip on her arm got loosed. I immediately stepped in and pushed him away.
"You are sure a coward. How dare you to try to hurt us?" I set my hands to my sides in fists.
"I might be a coward. But, you are a rat, no one loves you." He said poking my chest with his finger trying to scare me. I slapped his finger away and pushed him away hard. Sadly, i was always in street fights. The good thing about it is that I know how to fight. Billy fell on his back and looked up at me and down.
"You are dressing like a boy? What a shame." He laughed. I bend down and i set my hands on my knees.
"Call me all you want. But, you crossed the line with Anne." I smirked and he looked at me with confusion look.
"I said facts. She is just an ugly rat-" before he could finish my fist was on his face. His face moved to the side. He held his side of his face and grunted, the pain was noticeable. The blonde guy stood up and looked at me angry. He lifted his hand about to hit me.
"Billy stop!" Anne said trying to pull me away. I held his wrist and punched him again and he lost his balance. I stood there looking at him, my hair was messy and my face red of the angriness. Until a male voice appeared.
"Hey hey hey! Guys! what's going on." A guy with curly dark brown hair, his black pants and his white shirt. He had a black hat and his bag.
"Gilbert." Anne said losing her breath. A signal for help. I was blinded with anger.
"Blythe, what's up bud." Billy said with the fakest smile.
"You should go Billy." Gilbert said looking at me. Probably thinking that I was going to punch billy again. Billy just breathed out and walked away.
"Are you ladies okay?" Gilbert asked as he gripped his bag stripes.
"Yes gilbert! Thank you. Really." Anne said with a smile. I just rolled my eyes. I could've taught him a lesson. I grabbed my basket and school materials again and started walking.
"Um, miss? Are you okay?" I heard loud footsteps behind him. His voice, the charming and calming one. I gripped my basket and kept walking.
"She is fine. She doesn't like being protected by boys." I could hear anne's voice.
"Ah. I see." His voice spoke again. I could feel his eyes going up and down on my body analyzing. We arrived to school. I walked to the door.
"Wait. Miss, allow me." Gilbert said and grabbed the door handle and opened it.
"Thank you." Anne said with a small smile and walked in. I stood on the door.
"I can do it by myself. Do you know?" I side smirked. He saw my smirk and smiled in relief.
"Of course. I apologize." He spoke deeply. I nodded and walked in. Everyone sat on his seat and I stayed up.
"Hello, who are you?" A professor spoke, a male, with a long to the side beard. His hair was black. He was tall.
"I am Luna. A new student." I looked around analyzing the classroom. There was no free seat on the girls side. Wait, why are they separated. I saw how the professor's eyes went up and down on me with a judging stare. I breathed in.
"I'm Mr.Phillips. You can sit with the girl-" he started saying.
"There's not available seats for me on that side." I spoke.
I looked to the boy's side which I had all the eyes over me. Especially, that gilbert's guy, he smiled at me and I smiled back. It was one next to another blonde guy.
"I must sit over there." I walked and sat next to him. Mr.Phillips just grunted softly and sat down.
"Tomorrow I will have a seat for you."
"Of course."
Then, the class started. It was an independent reading. My partner looked at me.
"Greetings, my name is Cole."
I examined him. He is special. I can sense it. Something important.
"Hello Cole. I am Luna."
He looked down at his reading and smiled softly. I did the same thing. I could sense a deep stare over me the whole reading. I just decided to ignore it. Until recess. I stood up, why is everyone looking at me?
Why.
What did I do.
Why are these girls walking to me?
Oh lord.
YOU ARE READING
I am forbidden (Gilbert Blythe )
Romance"Why can't I have you?" he looked at me with grey eyes, the most saddest eyes I could ever stare to. "I am sorry Gilbert. I am forbidden, love." I said quietly as I walked away.