I Am Not in Denial!
The thing is that it was all so confusing, my head was never at rest and when I was thinking, my thoughts seemed to hurt. I was so confused. My ears had the pain as if I was standing next to a jet engine, but the room was completely silent. The voice in my head would constantly blabber on and on about everything and persistently overthink about every little thing for instance if someone said, "Hi", I would think about the way they said it, their voice tone, their facial expressions as they said it. In short, I was going crazy and I didn't like it one bit.
I walked up to my friends that must've of been waiting for me this whole time. I had to think of an excuse but it was too late. "Don't even think about it, we know everything", Glinda said smugly as she looked at me up and down as if she was expecting me to look different or something. "You know?", I questioned warily, now examining every one of her actions to see if they betray her and if any one of her actions could convey that she would be lying.
My eyes were squinting every now and then just focusing on her and her face waiting for her response, as I was staring at her I felt two bodies jump on me as if I'm some prey whose getting attacked by her predator. "Now that wasn't a smart idea was it?...hm?" Saige, the fourth oldest member said, her actual name was Chanel. She was the loud, funny one in the group but also thought before she spoke and was extremely wise and initiative. But back onto what was happening to me. I was attacked, I was on the floor with two females on me.
Those two females being Ada, who for some reason was extremely happy, but relieved too and there was Sieanna who looked at me in absolute awe and whispered, "Cool", as she tilted her hair making her signature long ponytail flop onto the other side of her head landing on her right shoulder. She was sitting on me so comfortably, as if she wasn't going to get up anytime soon. Could she not see the group of students who stopped their journey to their desired destination just to see two crazy girls jump on some poor girl who just wanted to go home to her mansion that was all concrete and tall glass windows that gave a view of the mountains, I needed a chance to relax and take in the changing of the seasons from the comfort of an easy chair before tomorrow, another horrible day. That wasn't going to happen if these girls were taking their time to get off of me.
Saige stood there with her arms crossed, an angry expression laid on her face, I and the two girls who were laid on top of me looked at her and giggled cautiously, we were scared and in exactly five seconds the two that were on me flew straight of off me in the blink of an eye and in the process picking me up off of the grey ruff concrete that created scratch marks on my legs and thighs due to it being pressed against it for too long. I looked at Saige who was impatiently tapping her shoes on the floor. I smiled at her innocently and ran for my life.
Antonio's POV,
I watched her figure leave the toilet, the door closing right after. After that hug, she looked at me as if she didn't want to do something she had to do, she left with no "Bye". No explanation as to why she was ignoring this whole time, no nothing. I was heartbroken and I needed answers so I ran after her only to come in contact with the girl who I mistook Elora for, chasing three girls who seemed to be running for their lives, in pure desperacy and in need of quick help. There were 3 girls who just watched them scream in agony and in need of help but they stood there unfazed by the whole situation. I couldn't help someone who seemed to act like they hated me, who avoided me by ignoring me, but hugged me when they needed someone. It almost felt like she was using me just like my parents did. I hope she wasn't what I was thinking she was because if that was the case then I fell for someone who was fake ... just like my parents. Speaking of my parents , I felt a quick vibration in my pocket , my hands quickly slipped into it only for my eyes to read that I had to go meet my birth- giver...my father.