MORE THAN THAT

Chapter 1

Here Iam. Standing in front of my school gate wondering whether I could cope up with the next two years in row. The summer vacation has been a flaw. I was able to spend time with my brother only for ten days as I had to come back home to attend my PA ( pills anonymous).

Jefry is my ten year old brother. His custody was given to my mom as soon as my parents parted ways. It was hard to see them living apart in seperate homes and being with separate partners for some months. Later I got used to it. May be I think I did.

We all want to escape the reality but we cannot. We all have something in our own ways to run away from our problems and hide in a place where we feel we are able to manage everything in the snap of our fingers. I do that by taking pills. They take me to a world where I know what I can do and there is no one to stop me or no one to bully me like I get bullied in my school.

" Don't faint looking at the building S." I hear a voice behind me and I know who it is.

" Took you long enough to move your ass ?" I ask as soon and I turn around as I know who that asshole is.

" Iam not a kid like you Stacy. I had some calls to make " says Nick as he makes a smirk look on his face.

Nick is my step brother. He is kinda a dick but helps me with my studies. To get through the exams. I didn't joke when I said I was wondering to get through the school year.

Iam an average student but that made me into a student who struggles to pass the exam when I relapsed.

" I shouldn't have doubted you when you said you were funny " I say giving him a grin look. We both always do kinda tease each other. We love that part.

" Make your way Stacy !" He replies ignoring the fact that he just got defeated.

I walk through the corridor trying to observe all the faces. I can clearly see everyone glowing after returning from the summer vacation. These holidays really took a toll on them. I reach my locker and swirl the lock to open it. I can see all the papers I left I my locker being placed as it is. Those were the papers I never want to read again. I move them aside and budge my bag inside. I grab few books according to my timetable.

As I turn my heel around I saw the someone whom I thought I should never see. Henry. The main reason that my blood pressure hits the top. He is not that of a popular guy but he is a little bit. My cheeks turn red when I immediately turn around Ken who is standing near Henry.

Henry was my childhood friend. We went to school together and he is no
was  a cool guy. Things were too good until he said I was not good enough for my parents. They split because of me. He was a dick. That's the moment when I felt people really around me don't know the me me. Thats a different story. I turn my eyes around distracting myself from Ken.

Ken is tall, handsome and kind of cute. He is a cricket player which made a score on me. He sits front of me during my math class and all the calculations I do is about him. I walk into the class and look around the people whom I know as people and not as someone who I really know.

I have no friends to be honest. I speak with everyone out there. I show to people what they have to see. It's not iam reserved and it's not that iam an open book, I hang between the both. I cannot say anyone as my best friend. No one has really made me feel that. I realised that only a year ago. When I really wanted someone to just hold my hand and say ' everything is delusional. I know you are going through a phase. You will get over it ' I really didn't have any. People were there. Just there. They were ready to explain what they went through, how they felt , but not ready to hear what we want to explain. Not ready to take in what statement we wanna place.
That made me realise. People are just people. I neither wanna fix myself in between them nor be away like an untouchable. This is me. Iam not simple. Iam not complicated either. Iam just me.