Her Fragile Heart

Chapter 2

I was in the third period and so far my day has been wonderful. Let me tell you something, I am loved by absolutely everyone in this school especially the teachers although I don't know why. When I pass by anyone they greet me and ask about myself, it was good having such nice school and class mates since I know that they are not after me because of my money or popularity or reputation. My dad isn't the richest man and I'm not that most popular girl in school either , yet they love me. Sometimes I think it's because I treat them well and I'm always nice to them.

I turned to Brooklyn and asked her : " Why are people being nice to me?"

Brook looked at me with her eyes wide and said : " Are you serious? Girl, you are best person I have ever met. You care about everybody whether they are old or young , rich or poor , beautiful or ugly. You treat everyone fairly, you are never a bitch to anyone, you love everyone, you are cute, lovely , wonderful, awesome, creative, you are a good cook and -..."

"Woah, isn't that too much?" I cut her off.

"No, it is too little."

"Thank you." I said smiling. She smiled back, then I looked outside the window and started singing softly.

Stay by Rihanna.

" All along it was a fever
A cold sweat hot-headed believer
I threw my hands in the air, I said show me something
He said, if you dare come a little closer

Round and around and
around and around we go
Ohhh now tell me now tell me now
Tell me now you know- "

I looked around me and realized that my voice was higher than I thought it was and that now the whole class was staring at me in awe.

I turned my head back to see Brooklyn smiling and mouthing ' go on' to me. I did as told and completed singing.

"Not really sure how to feel about it.
Something in the way you move
Makes me feel like I can't live without you.
It takes me all the way.
I want you to stay, stay.
I want you to stay, ohh."

When I finished the last few words of the song, everyone was clapping.I blushed like a tomato and that is when the supervisor came in.

"You've got a nice voice there Ms.Williams, and class I'm sorry to ruin your mood but I need to tell you that Mr.Johns has died and his funeral is today in the afternoon and your new math teacher for this year is Mr.Andrew Henderson here. Thank you."

He said those words and went outside, I couldn't believe what I just heard. My good mood was long gone and is replaced by the gloomy,dark clouds that surrounded me, I wasn't focusing on anything. The new teacher that just came in, my heavy and fast breathing , Brooklyn's frantic expression, the class' worried glances towards me, the tears flowing down my cheeks, the panic attack , my fast beating heart, everything was so blurry.

I can't believe that my teacher since I started high school , my only family from my mothers side, the only person I could know the details of my mother's childhood from, the only one who I could see my mother in his eyes , my only uncle that I love so much had died.

The thoughts kept running around in my mind.

And finally with one last tug at my heart , the dark clouds suffocated me and dragged me into the blackness.