My heartbeat increased as I stepped into my classroom and I suspected I was so late, Mr. Benjamin, Our homeroom teacher was in class, he stopped talking and turned towards Confused me.
' Well well aren't you aware that the holiday is now over?' I can hear them, my classmates murmuring, Making fun of me and it's sickening. 'I'm sorry sir, I'm just getting used to the end of the break.' Sighed loudly.
I am letting you off today because it's your first day since after the break, please go to your seats.' I smiled relieved that it was just that and nothing more. Our classroom was organized two students on the desk, most commonly one male student and a female students sit together. But on the desk that's behind mine, there were three students sitting two Male students and a female one. One of the male students I am seeing for the first time in my life. Is he new? I wonder but I just ignored them and sat anyways. Different from all the other students, I was the only one sitting alone, nobody wants to sit down with a monster like me.
'So now, since everyone is here I take the opportunity to welcome you guys back to school and I hope you had a wonderful break.' Everyone except me muttered a long yes; Mr. Benjamin smiled broadly Looking awfully satisfied. 'No no let's not get carried away let me introduce to us a new transfer student.' Oh I see, that explains the new guy I saw from earlier. A new student isn't fun for me, you just mean someone who will join my bullies another someone who sees me just as a monster; Someone who doesn't think I'm worthy to live. 'Please Mr. Howard, Introduce yourself to your classmates.'I feel clothes squeeze and bones shift in behind me. 'My name is Dominic William Howard, It's nice to study with You all and I hope we all get along.' His deep baritone voice filled in the whole classroom and bouncing off the wall. 'Dominic is the only son of Ralph Howard, governor of this town which means no trouble for him.' Class began to murmur slightly, He wouldn't have a problem because unlike me, Dominic is a normal boy.
'Dominic, it's is supposed to be two people on each seats, so get up from there, since you're new seat with Keisha, she doesn't have a partner.' There was a strong silence in the classroom. He immediately got up from his seats and sat beside me, I was Frozen. Shocked. Silenced. I don't know how to feel about this, my new partner, this is the first time someone sat with me without complaining first or maybe he didn't see my face. ' Hello.'
I hear him squeaking at me, is he actually talking to me? Like to me? 'Hi.' I nervously squeak back looking away from him quickly. I think he got the message that I don't want to be friendly, It feels awkward having a conversation with someone without being questioned first. ' A topic today is drug miss use and abuse, sequel to the last topic drug addiction.' Mr. Benjamin picked up a marker And began scribbling on the board, today's class was starting. I picked my pen but it fell to the floor due to the shaking of my hands, before I could reach for it's a much longer arm had already picked it and our fingers touched we shared look. For the first time today, I looked directly into somebody's eyes, he's forget me not blue eyes reminds me of my blanket that keeps me safe reminds me of the blue sky that represents the depths of freedom. But the way he was looking at me was strange. Confusion mixed with raw surprise, oh! I see, he looked in my eyes I sat upright after snatching my pen from him. I probably scared him with my purple eyes, God knows where I got them from. I have never seen my real mom or real dad before, So I can't say where exactly I got them from, It could also be that I was abandoned just because of my appearance. Why do I even look like this?
'Keisha, are you even listening to me?' Mr. Benjamin's voice snapped me from my thoughts.
'Yes yes?' I didn't hear a thing
'Keisha stand up.' He ordered fiercely and I rolled my eyes.
Here I go again Keisha Roberts.
I was asked to go out of class, because I wasn't listening. Sigh! Why do bad things keep happening to me? If it was either Carmela or Alexa that wasn't listening in class None of them would be sent out. So why me? Why is it always me? The teacher picks on me, my classmates, my neighbors and my mom. I went to the bathroom to sit there, I wouldn't want to get into trouble with the principal as well for loitering around during class hours. I walked up to one of the mirrors hanging on the wall in the bathroom, my reflection terrifies even me. Why in the world do I look like this? Is this some kind of sickness? It just gets worse! When I was younger my hair wasn't this white, I had some dark highlights but now it's so white Even I think it's dyed. Tears well up in my eyes, I feel so bad right now I don't even feel human anymore.
The bell rang indicating the end of the class.