Summer was rough and felt hard to breathe with the nasty air around me. All through the school year all I thought was, "I am so excited for summer, my depression will disappear and I will have myself, all alone" well I was right about one thing, I was alone, very very alone and this caused more depression. When does it end? Well, I wasn't alone anymore, now that I was back at school, we had a few new faces in the halls, nothing new...
"Hey!" a squeaky voice came from behind me but I ignored it, "Um hello? Are you deaf?" it came again
"What do you want" I growled
"I'm Kimberly, I'm new and saw you, you look new too!" She said
"I'm NOT new, you just wouldn't know cause you ARE!" I was already sick of being at school, can't wait for summer again.
"Well, I think it's only fair you tell me your name because I told you mine..." She paused and waited for an answer,
"Shea, but not like you need it, you're too... Happy"
She was getting on my nerves, so instead of staying I slammed my locker and walked away. Later in my first-period class, it was boring, what else should I expect from math? I was never good at math but in order to not be a drop-out like my parents, I had to push through. I never really got along with my parents, when I'd talk to them all I would hear is "you're so precious" or "don't follow my footsteps" but what do they know, when I would tell them my problems, they couldn't even listen, let alone understand.
We were about 15 minutes into class when a tall, skinny, dark-haired beauty walked in his eyes as gold as the sun in winter, if not brighter, "Class I would like to introduce Alan, he wasn't here for the introduction part of the class..." if our teacher's high voice happened to say anything else... I missed it, I was never one to lose focus, but his eyes, him.... it was a blur, when I finally came back Mrs. Livingstock said "and it looks like you will be seated next to Shea, its the only open seat." with that he started walking over to me. When he sat in the once empty seat next to me it took all my strength to not look in his direction, I could hear his breathing pick up and all I could think was "he's right there, he's right there, he's right there" I was silently freaking out when out of nowhere Alan stood up and ran out the door, was it me? Did I cause him to storm out?
The rest of class went slow, Alan never came back, I could hear everyone in every direction whispering, "Lucky girl", "She doesn't deserve to sit next to him" and "If she touches him I swear...." other times I heard "I want him, I really really want him" guess I should just give up, then the obnoxious bell wasn't so obnoxious anymore, honestly I could never win against those girls and I knew the rest of the day it was gonna suck, so my solution was skipping class for the rest of the day. I walked over to the bathrooms, my eyes about to flood over I pushed the door open and walked in, I went to a stall and slammed the door shut, I sat on the toilet and cried. I was alone in that stall for hours but that's when I heard footsteps I locked the door and tucked my feet up, "Hello?" a deep soothing male voice called from the other side of the door.