This morning I felt like a completely knew person. I was happy because I was returning to school on a Friday, and I doubted any teachers wanted to give me any tests or work because of what I had been through. The mirror showed me a person I have never seen before, a whole new side to Adrianna.
This morning I put on makeup. I had coal black eye shadow and eyeliner, two things I never wore to school. I pulled out my best clothes, no more wearing old sweaters and baggy jeans. I went to the back of my closet, pulled out black skinny jeans and a nice tight, colorful shirt.
Downstairs, mom had breakfast ready, which I bypassed. I never bypassed breakfast, but I didn’t want to eat and I wasn’t all that hungry.
“Honey, you need to eat,” my mom said with a worried look on her face.
“I’ll eat lunch,” I smiled a full smile “promise.”
Her eyes started to water and she hugged me. She told me how beautiful I was and how proud she was of me. I knew how she felt because Mom always told me how proud she was and all these good things that I was.
“Okay,” she looked skeptical “are you ready to go to school?”
“I guess so,” I sighed. I’m about as ready as I’ll ever be for anything in my life.
The walk to the car from the front door seemed forever. I didn’t want to go through today if every second felt like a lifetime. For just coming out of winter, the car seemed warm. Mom was shivering in the car, turning the heat up. I looked over at her and she glanced back with a questioning look.
I gave a nod towards the heater. Why is she turning the heat up? It’s warm outside. I started to think Mom might have been sick. She was feeling awfully cold, but her body was above normal temperature.
Or was I cold? She told me my skin felt ice cold. Maybe it was me. I could have lowered temperature. That was rare though.
“Mom,” I started “are you feeling okay?”
“I’m fine. Are you okay? Are you sure you want to go to school today? You can stay home another day and go back to school on Monday. I don’t want you to go back unless you are completely ready.”
“Mom, I’m ready.”
“Okay good. Let’s get you to school then.”
We drove quietly to the school, and I was anxious to see everyone again. I had changed from unknown geek to known and attacked. There would be plenty of rumors, I supposed, about what happened to me over the past couple of weeks, and I was prepared to deny them all. I was sure Lynn would be spreading them all with her little demons from hell, but nonetheless, I wasn´t scared of her. At least not anymore.
She couldn’t torture me anymore, I wouldn’t let her. I swear if she tried, I´d kill her.
The school seemed different when we arrived. The paint a little older, the buildings seemed aged, and the people seemed more alive. The smell I caught when I stepped out of the car was glorious. I smelled someone that walked by, and it drew me closer to him. I wanted to go follow him wherever he was going-but I couldn’t. I had to go with my mom to the office. There wasn’t time to stalk this poor kid.
Mom led me into the office where my nose was bombarded with smells of perfume, food, and people. It was a café of everything-a candy store for a kid. Some of the women in the front office looked at me with a small hint of recognition in their eyes. I gave a small sarcastic smile to ease some of the tension that had been created in this particular situation. After I was checked back in with the proper papers, I heard someone in the back whisper “That’s Adrianna? Woah, what in God’s name happened to her?”
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Revenge, Is Sweet
Teen FictionAdrianna is the perfect student, but she isn't the perfect person. She isn't popular, and all of the popular girls make fun of her, tease her, beat on her, and hurt her; emotionally and physically. She has always been bullied, and one day runs out...