ELLA
It was first day back at school and everywhere I looked there were people.
Before I could even get into the building I would have to say hi to at least someone.
I decided not to but instead to walk in quickly and keep my head down.
I secured the sleeves of my way too big jumper over my wrists to make sure no one saw anything.
The huge banner inside read "Welcome back" and I laughed bitterly under my breath. There was never anything welcome about this place, especially not on the first day of school. I kept looking at the ground as I walked through the hall trying hard to keep the tears that came with this place. There was no way I was going to start crying in the middle of school! So I quickly wiped under my eyes and then I ran into someone. I quickly looked up forgetting that I was crying. The boy was tallish with dark hair and tanned skin and he looked sweet but I silently slapped myself because I learnt the hard way not to judge a book by its cover.
I knew I'd done it. I knew he would start laughing at me but instead he looked at me with genuine concern in his eyes. "I-I didn't h-hurt you that's bad d-did I?
I silently shook my head and I thought he was about to start crying. He took my upper arm (thank goodness) and led me outside where he sat me down and looked at me. "What's your name?" was all he simply asked.
"Ella." I squeaked so quietly that I thought I was going to have to repeat it.
"Okay Ella why are you crying? I mean school suck but surely it's not that bad?"
I sighed. He was right. Schools not that bad, it's just a kind of trigger with my emotions. "Why would I tell someone I don't even know?" And that came out a lot harsher than I meant it to.
He looked a little taken back that I would say something abruptly and when he was trying to help. I looked up into his chocolate brown eyes and whispered "Sorry, I didn't mean for it to come out li-
He cut me off before I could finish apologising and shook his head saying "Its fine, don't worry. I completely understand." And he walked off.
There was something about that boy. The way he didn't nag me for an answer to his question and the way he didn't laugh at me sitting there crying in a heap. There was also something that told me that that would definitely not be the last I saw of that boy.
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