Amoret.
Best friends, huh?
I slapped my hand to my face, disappointed. Now, what am I going to do? I must be on my 3rd period but heck, I am still in my boring house. If mom was here, she would kick my buttocks off the bed to the school. Well, one point of luckiness, 'cause she's not here. She's in her advertising company out of the town who would only return in this house every weekend.
I heaved a sigh. Harking back to those sorrowful and painful memories always make me sober. I promptly forgot that I have a headache.
Ever since, my mother and father divorced, everything became so different than it ever was. I missed those time that we were happy.
Back to reality, where was I?
Oh yes, I'm on my way to be bashed by the reality that I will face my dearest guidance counselors for an exciting punishments.
***
As I enter the school, one security guard blocked my path with his long arm. I look at him, and by means of looking at him, means looking upward. Didn't expect your little protagonist would be a dwarf, huh? Just kidding.
"Why are you late miss?" he asked with his gravelly voice.
"Uh, I ran through some errands and emergencies so could I pass through? I'm going to be late for my 4th class so-" he cut me off.
"You won't get through unless I get your name miss", he ordered.
"Right", I sarcastically said then rolled my eyes.
At that point while he was copying my name to his old record book, my mind was running through ideas of how to escape this nonsense disciplining when it always didn't work to me at all. Maybe if the punishment is unbearable, maybe it'll be effective on me. Though, it would be inhuman.
Walking through the hallway makes my knees quiver as I came close by the room I should be in. Being late plus humiliated wasn't my favorable moments at all but it is feasibly bearable. Though not the fact that your teacher would remember you as a late comer.
"Good morning, Miss Margots, the late comer" Mrs. Kansas, my English teacher called out, "I guess you had a very good morning, right dear?"
I shut my mouth but I smiled bitterly with pursed lips. Maybe I can bawl out to people on my own age and who were close to me but not on this one. I don't want my record to be gashed with offensive descriptions.
"Now let's continue", she dictated as she face the blackboard again.
Perhaps it would be better if I showed up at lunch time.
***
Hadyn.
I exited the room of my last period this morning after the bell rang a minute ago. Science wasn't that easy for me to learn, now that I'm in high school. These subjects would be easy for me if my father was still alive. He was my personal teacher back then.
Like a shot, the feeling of agony pushed me down to a bottomless void that I only knew. After all, it became my friend since then, my dark friend.
I suddenly felt someone behind me, tailing with me. I cut off my tracks then turned around to see Amoret glaring at me. This little dwarf has the biggest attitude from all the girls I met in my entire lifetime.
"Why didn't you helped me?" she snapped.
I shook my head a bit then continued my tracks. "I don't want to be involved in your mess, Amoret", I answered while looking ahead.
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