Girl With Fake Smile

Chapter 2

Just as usual my mom was in kitchen preparing me some breakfast, so that I can have before I leave to school.

I always used to tell her not to prepare and, teach me how to do all those things by myself as I'm no more child but she would act deaf whenever I told her that part.

I ask her once why you always take care me as if I'm five years old though am seventeen?

She replied " it's because  when your small you suffer a lot because your father left this world. Where you didn't get enough nutrients unlike your sisters and brothers. That's the reason why your not healthy as them ."

I think that's why she may be is always spoon feeding me like small child. I know anyone would be surprised to know that I don't know how to cook even when am in grade eleven and am 17.

I always used to happy at the way my mother treat me though other people treat me like street dogs. But I didn't realize that someday I will have to face the consequence of spoon feeding while am no longer  with my mom.

As usual I ate breakfast as fast as I  could  and leave the house carrying my bag waving goodbye to my mother.

While I was walking I can see my four friends walking ahead of me by few steps. I  can see them looking back at me and laughing. I don't know what they saw funny about me.

I don't wanna  ruin my whole day because of my stupid friends, so I pretend I didn't hear or see them and walk past them.

I was walking as if am in hurried while  someone ask me " Why are you avoiding us."  I could recognise this sound and it's Pema. I stop walking and turn back to face my friends with smirk on their face as if they win over something.

 " Ummmm....I.. didn't..saw you all...and yeah...am really sorry...I said with my eyes focus on my shoes".

Then I walk hurriedly before I could hear them speaking something which will made me  cry.

I don't want anyone to see me cry.  As I walk past them I can feel morning cold breeze around my face which made me much more better.

I always like the morning breeze as, I can sense that I became more energetic and  it's unlike me, just different person. That's why I always  love walking in the morning as well as evening as I can sense same breeze with that of morning at evening too.

I enter from the school gate where I can hear many students hugging and enjoying every moment with their friends. I bent my head low and walk faster. As always no one notice me.

We have four blocks where the one  that was near kitchen ( on the  left side of assembly)  is for class ten and nine and the one that of right side is for class eleven.

And behind that eleven block, it's  twelve block as well as mine block. Each block has six rooms with three on top  floor and three on bottom. Mine was in top middle class.

To my left side of my class as well as in front of assembly groud we have staff room as well as principal office.

Staffroom were at bottom and principal office is at tope right side and on left it's conference room. At bottom both room are for teachers. I enter my class and sit at my seat, second row as well as column. Besides me there sit a girl name Yuden which hardly talk like me.

I wait hoping for  bell to rang for morning assembly where I have to join at assembly ground for morning prayer and listen to today's  TOD ( teacher on duty) if there  is any important information.

As I'm  short but not shortest, I stand behind a girl with yellow hair which is her natural colour and in front of her there is again one girl with black hair colour. In short am the third shortest among my girl classmates.

Soon bell rang for prayer to starts. Well, in my schools before five minutes we have to arrive at any place where we will be having any program.

I like about that timing as me too hate wasting time unnecessary. I can see all students were gathered at assembly before  minutes  and wait for bell to rang. Me too wait in my line searching  teachers whether all my subject teachers are present or not. I frown myself after I saw my all subject teachers are present.

Soon bell rang for the prayers to start and we all start our prayers. Around twenty minutes standing on assembly  ground we disperse to our class in line and there isn't any important information as today TOD doesn't say much about the day.

So I enter my classroom where I can hear many students chatting and laughing and soon voice drop as teachers enter the class. First we have biology which is optional. Some students leave the classroom where some students sit which means they are interested to learn biology just like me.

I love science subjects when am in class eight. As one of my science teacher inspired me to love science. So my ambition was also to become someone who works at hospital.

I want to help people cure from any diseases as possible. I feel sad when I saw people cry as they can't see any way to cure their disease and I don't want them to feel helpless.

But I want to console them with warm heart and I will always  love to stay by those people who cry in helpless.

There, my biology teacher enter the class. He was wearing a gho which is called mathra and his hair was long as it seems like he has just awake now. He haven't apply any hair oil.

I laugh myself looking at his hair which is like bird nest but soon I act serious as I know he may get angry if he notice someone was laughing at his look as anyone can get angry. As I look around all students have same face as me, where I conclude that they too had thought same as me.

As usual school end. I again walk myself home thinking that my friends would never ask me to walk with them. I reach home after fifteen minutes walk as I walk slowly reading novel, half girlfriend by Chetan Bhagat.

I love reading novel and sometimes I would read three novel a week. But these days I read one novel a week as I have to focus on my study as well as I have to do my homework every night.

So I hardly get time to read novels unlike before when am in  grade nine and ten. Sometimes I have to do  project work which is for two years,( class eleven to twelve).    

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