The fateful day has finally arrived. I am starting my first day back to school, albeit in a more relaxed, inclusive environment that I will thrive in and be supported in. I haven't felt this sort of confidence in a long, long time. When I was still at Marino, I felt really nervous and upset because I was not ready for another year of feeling miserable. More than anything, I was afraid of fucking up to the point of no return. I guess that was my fate by the end of it anyway.
It's almost 8, so I better get moving and head downstairs. Dad is expecting me to be down there by 8. If I'm not down by 8, I won't be in trouble, but it could seriously off-set the schedule. Of course he knows best for me, that's why I feel so confident in listening to what he tells me to do. My dad has guided me a lot through life and I definitely still need such guidance through such a big life transition. He's made my breakfast smoothie for me though, so I'm happy enough. My dad will go out of his way to make sure I'm okay, something I hold dear to my heart.
G: Buen día mi amor.
E: Buen día papá. [sits at kitchen island]
G: How was your sleep darling?
E: It was okay.
G: Did you have any dreams?
E: No, not really. How has your morning been?
G: Adequate. One of the staff lower down has apparently been breaking a lot of rules and regulations to manipulate their colleagues so I have a meeting to attend regarding it, but other than that, my morning has been fine. Are you excited for today?
E: Yeah.
G: Here's your smoothie and your medication. I have to make a quick phone call so you get that into you and I'll be back soon. [ruffles hair and leaves]
He seems happy enough this morning. Maya's asking me all sorts of questions about today but I don't fe like I can answer all of them now. I want to ask the questions here - I want to know more about Stefan. Tonight he's coming over for dinner and it's my turn to make it. I've decided to make a pasta bake with lots of vegetables but I don't know what to do for dessert. Maybe a cheesecake?
G: [comes back into room and sits down at table] What are you doing on your phone?
E: [zoned out]
G: Hija [waves hand in front of phone]
E: Yeah? [looks at]
G: What has you so happy?
E: Oh... it's nothing.
G: It's Maya isn't it?
E: Yeah.
G: Is she coming over tonight?
E: Yeah. ¿Papá?
G: Yes darling?
E: What's Stefan like?
G: Well, he's a very kind and gentle guy. Quite professional too. He's been teaching since 1998 and he really enjoys it. He's been working with a lot of the kids on the spectrum so he knows a few things that might actually help you. [phone rings] Not again. [sighs] Evin, never become a CEO. Permiso. [goes back to office]
I'm unlocking more and more about Stefan as the days go by. So far I know he's a teacher, teaches in Tiffin and deals with SEN kids. With the way dad talks about him, he seems like a really nice guy. After my dad split from Priscilla, he just seemed an awful lot happier. The time they were together was terribly stressful for me personally because of how I was treated by Priscilla. She was one of those people who thought autism could be cured and I just needed therapy. When my dad was out of the house, Priscilla unleashed her wrath and was such a damning for on me that I started seriously hating myself.
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The Trials and Tribulations of a so-called Trouble Teen
General FictionThings never seem to go smoothly for Evin. Each day presents a new challenge for them, sometimes more difficult than others. Despite all this, they power through life their way and they won't stop at anything until they achieve their goals, or justi...