Girl of Secret - Chapter 1 And 2

The school was pretty empty, it was only 8:09am and the radio was the only source of sound between me and my dad. And by now my eyelids had began to automatically close themselves… the whole feeling of being here. In this car like this… was an amazing rush. It made my head spin, it filled me with joy. I loved being able to sit. And just listen.

“You should go in now… you’re dried off and you have some sorting out to do” my dad said gesturing to my still untidy uniform.

His attempt of small talk made me smile. I loved my dad… when we could just enjoy each other’s company without awkwardness or forcing ourselves to talk about stupid things to keep our minds free from thought.   “You’re right… Thanks for the lift” I leant in and kissed his cheek and then quickly pulled away out of the car grabbing my bag in one swift motion and spiriting across the road before the Red VW that was coming my way had any chance to hit me. Bad judgement. I glanced over my shoulder but I knew he’d already have left… after all he had work.

The instant i got in through the main doors of the school i dropped my head forward letting my fringe cover my eyes and pulled my jumper up a little and speed walked to the bathroom. The green walls and small confined space near the mirrors did seem still as depressing as always. It didn’t take me long to fix my uniform to look presentable and cover up all signs of the morning I’d just had, so no questions would be raised. I couldn’t deal with more questions.

The day dragged a bit... but at break I finally retreated to the corner of the library. My sanctuary in life. The only place I’d be able to breathe. To think... to be myself.   Everywhere else I was fake... I wasn’t me... I was some girl who’d be hidden I the background trying desperately to break through the thin sheet of glass that surrounded her keeping the outside out and herself in. I held the latest copy of ‘the vampire Kisses’ in my hand. Unopened.  I just rested my head on the wall and let my eyes close slowly... already exhausted... already wanting to curl up in a ball and hide from the world. All was quiet... until I heard the voices of my friends explode as they walked in.

“SERIOUSLY! How can you NOT love Ron?!?”  Violets’ voice filled the room; she was always touchy on the subject of her beloved Ginger. A small sigh slipped my lips.

“I don't think he lives up to the calibre of being the Chosen One's best friend! I mean, he does leave them.” Came Charlie’s reply, He always had a point... and as usual he was correct.

“He had a reason for it though!” She tried to argue back knowing her attempt was useless.

Charlie disregarded what the brunette had to say knowing he had a point and it was pointless to return a remark or they’d continue on like that all day. The two of them collapsed into the blue foam chairs which were positioned beside mine. I felt Charlie’s hand run down my arm and place his head on my shoulder. “Hnn... and how’s little Alley?” Came his soft gently voice in my ear, I couldn’t help but smile slightly. He always knew how to change my mood.

Without permission my eye’s slowed opened to be greeted by Charlie’s slender face. His brown hair a little lighter than mine and it hung around his ears framing his face. His eyes where a shade of dark greeny-brown which shone in the sunlight showing off my reflection. But it was his sweet voice and kind words that would have ANY girl tripping head over heels for him. But they were all too unlucky for Charlie, was Gay. He hid the timid upset side behind his eyes from the years of harsh words and narrow-minded actions of others. He was stronger than any concrete block. But Charlie being Charlie never let anyone slip through his grasp when they were upset.

“I’m fine…” A small fake pain filled smile took over my lips and I looked down for a moment before shooting my eyes to him just to receive a tighter hug, comforting me knowing I wasn’t one for talking about my problems.

“What’ve we got first period?” broke in Violets voice breaking the moment of comfort between me and Charlie.

Violet was a spitting image of Charlie... Just a female version.  She was as soft as a feather but was strong when she needed to be, But best of all… She’d always have a way to make everyone around her laugh, even if it was the most stupid side of things.

“Science Then English.” I spoke quickly already having memorised the day’s classes so not once I’d I need to reach in and pull out my planner. It was a stupid contraption I never needed.

“We’re with Mrs. Josephs for English right?”

I nodded in approval to her words. Oh English… the only subject where I could chill and not do much work but yet… spend my whole time writing a story… My insides lighted up at the thought of nothing interesting in English meant I could get on in my own little bubble.

Chapter 2

I sluggishly walked to science weaving through the onslaught of people which was moving in all directions. My head barely reached above most of them so I had to use the spaces on the ground to move quickly. One, two, One, two…. Now keep moving and you won’t be in the middle of anything… Looking up to check how far the door was from my positioning my eyes settled on a new coloured blob of hair in my vision. It stood out from the rest making the others look dull. I had to blink a few times to make sure I was seeing right.

 My feet suddenly began moving faster and I hadn’t realised I’d broken into a run. But when I got there… She was gone.  It’s just your head playing tricks…. There’s NO WAY anyone could have been that prett- WAIT! What am I saying! It was just my mind…  And with that thought I rushed into my science lab to take shelter at the back of the class with Lucy and Dave.

Science was drowned out by all the pathetic remarks made by me and Dave about girls. Mrs. Milton had to tell us countless times to calm down and listen. But as usual neither of us listened… only difference was Dave picked up his pen and began writing out the work. At the end of the day I’d remember this lesson so what was the point in wasting paper after all the school had a whole thing about ‘saving paper’ so I was doing them a favour really. Well, they never understand that… it’s probably the reason I end up on the receiving end of detentions and being shouted at for no work. But they shut their mouths when I take part in the lesson with answers they expect me not to know from my lack of concentration.

English was down the hall from science so I took no time at all to get there. But as per usual I was told to say behind to have another talk.

“I don’t see why you’re not showing any enthusiasm towards your work Alice. You CAN get the grades if you just try. But you’re not… what’s going on in that head of yours. It’s bad to keep it to yourself.” There she goes again… sounding like everyone else. Sounding like Mum. Oh how I wanted them to stop doing that.

“I’m perfectly fine” Was my blank reply she didn’t seem impressed “now can I go or I’ll be late… and then I’ll have this convocation all over again but about timings…” She sighing gently and nodded standing up from the desk motioning for me to leave the room, as instructed I did.

By now the corridors where quiet and then out the corner of my eye I saw it again. That hair… this time it wouldn’t escape me I’d work out who it was. I forcefully pulled myself into a run and when I reached the corner. Again. Gone.  Maybe you’re just getting sick… I raised the back of my hand and let it make contact with my forehead. No rise in temperature. So I couldn’t be sick. Must just be lack of food… I’ll go after I’ve ate something at break… after al twice in one day… I MUST be really hungry… even if I did eat breakfast. The thoughts ran through my head as I continued to English.

The Explosion of voices and pointless convocations hit my ears the instant I walked through the door. As per usual Mrs. Joseph’s was sat on her large leather black chair I’d usually sit on when I would be helping her out. I glanced to the back of the room. My usual row of desks, empty. No one in English would sit with me… after all I was freak girl who’d sit cooped up in the library reading instead of sitting and applying mountain loads of make-up to my face to look like an umpa-lumpa. After all what was the point I’d only get ache if I did that plus I’d look like a slut… and I’m not slut material.

I kept my eyes to the floor as I headed to my desk and tossing my bag on the table I collapsed into the chair. Unfortunately the plastic back sent a shooting pain down my back and I bit my tongue to stop from crying out quietly in pain. After all I’d just draw unwanted attention. Dragging out my pencil case and a piece of paper I dropped my bag on the floor by my feet playing with the pen in my hand. I looked to the board and took down the date suddenly stopping in the middle of the ‘T’ on ‘September’. Did I just see correctly? I kept my eyes riveted to the table in case I was wrong. My whole body wavering a little as my brain tried to decipher the events I saw but didn’t take notice to.

I craned my head up slowly so I could peep through my fringe – after all I didn’t want to look like a creep staring at her.  I stared at the back of her head through the strands of my fringe. I was glad everyone was too busy focusing on what was being written onto the whiteboard because that meant i was left to my own devices to look and intake a good look at this shadowy figure. My heart began racing, i felt like i was about to puke. But i couldn’t take my eyes from her. She fiddled with her pen shaking it with her thumb and index finger in her right hand. Her hair covered all the view to her features but the small parts of the sun that crept through the blinds showed off her tanned skin.

I stared at the back of her head for awhile trying to imagine what the front of her must be like if the back of her was this beautiful. I closed my eyes in taking a small yet silent sniff of the air for my nose to be rewards with the soft touch of “Sex and the city’s Love” perfume. I’d known it too well after all the hours I’d spent in a perfume store with my sisters was enough to kill someone’s senses for a lifetime.  I have to think of a way to talk to her… and see the front of her face…. And NOW!  I thought to myself as the butterflies in my stomach turned to an impatient feeling.

Without thinking I outstretched my hand and before I noticed what I was about to do I grinned as I opened up my fingers letting my pen drop to the floor and accidently-on-purpose roll under her chair. Bingo. I had a way to get her attention.  I leaned forward in my chair, everyone around us was in there own little world talking about the current work which was set. I tuned out the voices and tapped the girls shoulder lightly with my index finger gulping hard before I took a breath ready to talk.

“I dropped my pen… mind handing it me?” My voice was more of a hushed whisper but it obviously got to the girls ears alright for she bent down scooping the orange metal pen into her hand with the gentlest touch, oh how I wished she’d touch my hand like that, she raised her hand in unison with her head and held out my pen to me.

I was met by those beautiful ocean blue eyes that looked at me… it sent shivers down my spine. They were identical to the ones in my daydreams. How could they be, that was crazy? Her sun kissed skin complimented her features. She was like one of those Photoshop models you’d see in magazines but if real life. In person, with no need of Photoshop.

I sat there opening and closing my mouth like a fish all my words stuck in my mouth and she giggled at me. Great, she thinks I’m a creep too…

“If you don’t close your mouth flies will get it” She winked at my playfully. A small smile reached my lips. Maybe she did like me after all. But there wasn’t much to like.

Clamping my mouth shut I outstretched my hand and gently removed the pen from her hand. On instant contact with her hand shooting pains ran up my arm. I felt my cheeks heat up quickly. “Thanks” I muttered before hiding my cheeks with my hair and returned to doodling as she watched me awhile then turned as her friend patted her shoulder. I couldn’t work out why I was reacting like this.

Who really was this girl?