abstracts & him

Seven

A strong throb on my left-side forehead wakes me up. I can feel it bleeding. I slowly get up from my bed to walk in front of the mirror.

"Look at what you've done!" Sabina shouts at Erra before rushing beside me. Then, she slowly touches my forehead to check on the wound.

"What was that?" I ask them while trying to figure out what caused my wound.

"It was a watch that someone gave Erra. She got pissed so she threw it away. Unfortunately, it landed on your forehead." I look at Erra who is currently seated on her bed with annoyed face on.

"I'm sorry." She apologizes then hurries out of the room with a loud bang on the door.

"What a nice girl." Sabina sarcastically utters. "I'll get the kit."

"I'm fine. It'll just need a little wash and a band-aid. I have one on my drawer."

I left Sabina inside to go to the restroom. On my way, I bumped into Ezió, who is talking to someone on the phone, but his eyes land directly on my forehead. Impulsively, I cover it with my hand and walk past him.

I underestimated it. It's a little bit bigger than what I've expected. I wonder what that watch was made of to cause this big of a wound.

I take out one from the box of band-aid I have in my drawer and slowly put it on forehead, but it doesn't cover up the entire wound. I need one more at least.

I sigh upon seeing what I look like. It seems like I just got into an accident.

"You should put your hair down and get rid of that thing on your hair." She's talking about my bandana.

"Ah, I don't think it will change anything." I am hesitant because I already got used to this kind of hairdo.

She walks closer to me just to pull my hair tie making my long hair fall down my back. Then, she removes my bandana. She fixes my hair to cover up the wound I got.

"You look better but I'm not saying you look bad with that bun." He's the tenth person to compliment me with my hair and all of them are boys. Most of the female students I pass by, roll their eyes on me like they are part of the mean girls. I'm Cady Heron in this story.

I guess the girls on my year still hates me for what happened that night. It never happened again and will never. They're afraid for nothing.

"Thanks." I thank him back.

"Ms. Addison, what happened to your forehead?" Ms. Beaulieu checks my forehead when I passed by her on my out of the building. She's the first one to notice it or maybe not. The people who have noticed may have not chose to ask me about it.

"Someone just accidentally threw something on me." I fix my hair. I nod my head telling her I'm leaving.

"Calli!" Ezió yelled at me from the entrance of the building. What is he doing here? He's not from this building.

He is smiling widely which is weird because it's so unlike him. He barely smiles the past few weeks. He runs towards me but stops when Ms. Beaulieu turns her back to look at him. His bright expression a few moments ago slowly changes to a serious one. He's not looking at me. He's looking at Ms. Beaulieu with raging eyes.

"I'll wait for you outside." He leaves the room without looking at me.

"Uhmm, Ms. Beaulieu, I need to go." Her back is facing me. She didn't respond so I slowly tap her shoulder.