Chapter 20: Chad's green eyes

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Lucy's pov

Peircings. Tattoos. Green eyes. Secrets. Is he an emo? Nah...He is just weird; I gotta admit. I find him attractive for a reason. He's helpful and very wise. Chad King.

Maybe hope is not a lie after all.

If you asked a bunch of people about the definition of love you'll never hear one answer twice. Everyone sees love in a differeny way.

Some would say it's the feeling when you feel safe with someone. Some would say it's when you are happy and free. Some would say it's an understanding between two people. I would just say it's kind of exaggerated, pointless, and not real.

How could it be the closest thing to magic when magic doesn't exist nowadays?

Would I just wait for prince charming to take me on his horse to the castle or for the superhero who huges me and flies away.

Love belongs to disney cartoons not to real life.

What is the most important in this life? Success?

So, just marks and grades control my life. It's like I'm tied with chains of papers and exams and they really hurt my hands. What can I do to break those chains?

Pointless.

Everything in my life suddenly seems pointless.

It's 10 a.m and I'm in the P.E class. Girls seem to love this period so each can show off a little and hate on each other. I'm as usual sitting on the bench and watching all of them, holding a note and writing whatever the coach wants me to write whether it is the names of the girls participating or the scores of something. I find it the easiest job around here.

"Lexi. Go to the office and ask Mrs. Selene when exactly is the cheering contest."

"It's Lucy."

"What?"

"My name is Lucy."

"Whatever."

I left the place with my notebook actually pleased to leave.

I knocked at the office door twice then opened it.

"Mrs. Selene I was..." No one was at the office. So, I slowly walked in and entered a small room inside the office. There was a desk and plently of papers were spread on it. It is the supervisor's desk or the secretary's.

"But, you have to pay me the whole month!!!" Some boy yelled from inside. Familiar. But, I didn't know from where the voice came.

"Shut up!! I do whatever I want. Don't forget that you live at my house!"

"I never asked for that. I'm pleading you to let me leave it. Look, I'm done with you trying to control my life. That's it."

"You can't leave! I adopted you after your father's death cause I'm your real mom!"

"Dammit!!! You and I both know it's not true!! I know my real mom. Okay?!! I was old enough. So enough bullshitting with me."

"Your Language!!! We're in school."

"I hate you!"

"I know."

OMG! I can't believe I've just heard that! The principal is so mean and she actually adopted some kid and she even lets him work for her. This is aweful.

I don't think I'm allowed to know about this.

Suddenly, I heard some struggle

and things being thrown on the ground.

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