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A Day In HELL Part 2

As I walked down the street towards Melrosa High my body screamed in protest along with my lungs. I didn't want to go to school but I also knew I couldn't go back to Aunties house or worse MINE. I decided to walk faster praying that no one I knew saw me limping. It took me about 20 minutes longer to get to  school since my right foot was messed up. When I got there it was a literal ghost town.

Besides the two office ladies, no one was in sight but still I walked into the office and said good morning to them like all the office staff was there. The office lady of the right, Mrs. Bell, looked up at me perplexed " Marianna I thought your Aunt said you would be late.. but you're here even before the teachers" she slightly giggles and I gave her a half grin "I felt a little better so I thought I'd come in early and head for the library" I lied straight through my teeth but she bought it. Mrs. Bell just laughs and tells me to pick out a book for her too. I nod and walk out not knowing where I would actually go now. I decided to head to my first period classroom because I know the door would be open.

Once I got there I just took in the smell of acrylic paint and wilted roses. Mr. Danivel art class.. the only class that I don't take with my cousin or his shitwads for friends. Sighing I grabbed my class assigned sketch pad, a few co-pic markers and pens from one of the supply containers and I make my way to a desk in the back and let both my mind and hands run free across the thick piece of paper. Violent lines each seem to be inspired by a flashback, memories so brief it's painful. These lines, marked in all shades of blue, red, black, and white, created a face. My face.. crying in agony, a distorted self portrait of my deepest wounds but it didn't feel complete, so I rushed to grab a small container  black paint , an angled paint brush and some water. My mind only able to focus on finishing the drawing.. "Finishing me" I told myself, so when I say back down I couldn't help but tear up a little as I got back to work. I grabbed the brushed, already dipped in water, and put it in the paint. In a swift motion I splattered the paint across the edges of the painting until everything but the face itself was semi covered in black. With that it was complete so I headed for the drying room. The drying room is self explanatory, it's a dry and heated storeroom used to dry paint projects quicker and every student has a personal drying rack. Mine was in the back hidden away from everyone else's. After setting my painting up on my rack I went to check the time. 8:05 am it read, cursing slightly for the fact that class starts soon. I go back to my seat and put my headphones in and begin scribbling on a piece of notebook paper I grabbed from the drying room. I don't know how much time past but it was long enough for Mr. Danivel to come tapping my shoulder gently. Startled I went wide eyed with terror until I saw him,  "I'm so sorry! Did I scare you hun? He exclaimed slightly worried, I only replied by nodding since I still was having an adrenaline rush. Once I calmed a bit I smiled and my teacher and while still worried he smiled back and ask why I was so early, I explained the same way I did with Mrs. Bell and told him that instead of going to the libary I went here. He said nothing for a second then checked the time then sighed that class was about to start...

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Author notes: this is the end for part 2
I ran out of motivation haha