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Welcome to High School
"Dear I am sorry for shouting at you." she said putting her two hands on my shoulders grinning.
"Mom it's okay. I understand you." I said trying to look as happy as possible but it seemed that I had failed at that mission.
"Don't put that fake smile on your beautiful face." I didn't know what to do anymore. I just turned back at her to the entrance of Heritage high. I walked into the school but before I even took another step forward my mom shouted. "Goodluck Harley and this is my message for you with God all things are possible."
I couldn't help it. I just ran back to my mom. I stretched my hands to the sides to have a hug. She also started running and when I got to her. She embraced me like a loving mother. I had never seen that side of her before.
"Ugh." I cried out in irritation. Sometimes I wished I knew what was wrong with boys. I don't have a brother anymore so I really know what is going on in their crazy minds. Loosing my brother, my best friend was also bad for me. I lost him before I clocked 3. It's crazy that I remember all our memories. I wasn't even three yet.
As I walked back to the school premises, I had butterflies in my stomach. I felt so lost. I saw how everyone in the halls were smiling and laughing together. "Hey guys another cute Fresher." Someone said walking to my direction. I immediately stopped to look at the person coming in my direction. It was definitely obvious that he would be at least 2 years older than me. But why would he be calling me if he doesn't know me. Maybe he's calling another Fresher. I thought to myself.
"It's you I am calling, yes you. Don't act deaf." He said when I tried to walk away. I didn't want to talk to him maybe he was stalking me who knows? "No grade 10 students are allowed on this hallway. Go away." I was not ready to just listen to him.
"And why is that, tell me. I have every right to stay on this hallway. You can't boss me around." I said frowning my face.
All of a sudden, the boy grabbed my hand and took me out of the hallway. "Did you see all your mates here. Go to your class don't mess with me." He said pointing his index finger at me. I really wanted to hug my mom right now but I had to stand up for myself. I'm not a child anymore. I said quietly tightening my fists.
I walked back to the hallway looking as confident as I looked but someone blocked my way. It was him. This time he pushed me away with all the energy he had in him. He didn't even think that I was a girl. He didn't have any respect for anyone. He pushed me with so much force that I hit my head hard on the wall.
I touch the side of my head and brought it lower to see if there was any blood. It almost scared the life out me when I saw the blood running down on the side of my face. It was on my hands and it even stained my clothes.
I quickly ran looking for the toilet. The tears running down couldn't stop. Suprisenly someone just stopped me and held me so close. "Why are you crying baby girl." He said. I couldn't even look up. "I am not crying." I quickly cleaned the tears off my face and finally looked up to see his face.
He was tall and I felt like I had seen someone like that before. He looked quite familiar like I had seen a face like that before. And when I saw his blue eyes it was just like mine. His face made the pain piercing into my soul.
© Dairo
"Mom it's okay. I understand you." I said trying to look as happy as possible but it seemed that I had failed at that mission.
"Don't put that fake smile on your beautiful face." I didn't know what to do anymore. I just turned back at her to the entrance of Heritage high. I walked into the school but before I even took another step forward my mom shouted. "Goodluck Harley and this is my message for you with God all things are possible."
I couldn't help it. I just ran back to my mom. I stretched my hands to the sides to have a hug. She also started running and when I got to her. She embraced me like a loving mother. I had never seen that side of her before.
"Ugh." I cried out in irritation. Sometimes I wished I knew what was wrong with boys. I don't have a brother anymore so I really know what is going on in their crazy minds. Loosing my brother, my best friend was also bad for me. I lost him before I clocked 3. It's crazy that I remember all our memories. I wasn't even three yet.
As I walked back to the school premises, I had butterflies in my stomach. I felt so lost. I saw how everyone in the halls were smiling and laughing together. "Hey guys another cute Fresher." Someone said walking to my direction. I immediately stopped to look at the person coming in my direction. It was definitely obvious that he would be at least 2 years older than me. But why would he be calling me if he doesn't know me. Maybe he's calling another Fresher. I thought to myself.
"It's you I am calling, yes you. Don't act deaf." He said when I tried to walk away. I didn't want to talk to him maybe he was stalking me who knows? "No grade 10 students are allowed on this hallway. Go away." I was not ready to just listen to him.
"And why is that, tell me. I have every right to stay on this hallway. You can't boss me around." I said frowning my face.
All of a sudden, the boy grabbed my hand and took me out of the hallway. "Did you see all your mates here. Go to your class don't mess with me." He said pointing his index finger at me. I really wanted to hug my mom right now but I had to stand up for myself. I'm not a child anymore. I said quietly tightening my fists.
I walked back to the hallway looking as confident as I looked but someone blocked my way. It was him. This time he pushed me away with all the energy he had in him. He didn't even think that I was a girl. He didn't have any respect for anyone. He pushed me with so much force that I hit my head hard on the wall.
I touch the side of my head and brought it lower to see if there was any blood. It almost scared the life out me when I saw the blood running down on the side of my face. It was on my hands and it even stained my clothes.
I quickly ran looking for the toilet. The tears running down couldn't stop. Suprisenly someone just stopped me and held me so close. "Why are you crying baby girl." He said. I couldn't even look up. "I am not crying." I quickly cleaned the tears off my face and finally looked up to see his face.
He was tall and I felt like I had seen someone like that before. He looked quite familiar like I had seen a face like that before. And when I saw his blue eyes it was just like mine. His face made the pain piercing into my soul.
© Dairo
