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~Jackie~
I was a little surprised he hadn't looked shocked by my eyes, but only a little. For years I'd tried everything I'd could think of to make my eyes unnoticeable. I'd tried colour contacts, but they always irritated my eyes or just seemed to make whatever colour I'd chosen really dark and ugly looking. I'd tried wearing fake glasses with plastic lenses, but my eyes would get these massive headaches. That had made no sense to me, since I hadn't been wearing real prescription lenses, because my eyes didn't need them. In fact, my eyes had complete perfect vision, but secretly I thought they were even more stronger than that. I remembered when I was little how I would always point out little things to my mom, but whenever she'd go to look, she wouldn't be able to see it. Told me it was too up close, or too far away. She had perfect vision too.
There was this one other time though, where someone hadn't been shocked or freaked out by my eyes. That one person is now my best friend. I sometimes wondered how I had friend's at all, not only because of my freakishly black eyes, pale skin, but the fact that I'm so shy and quiet. I don't know why I'm like this. "You just are, who you are." That would be something my mother would say. It's weird though, since my mother, Sarah, is the complete opposite of me. She's hyper, and "in-your-face" kind of girl, but in a good way. She was tall, like me, but has curly blonde hair and tan skin, which is totally different from my long, straight black hair, and pale skin. I shouldn't really compare myself to her. Sarah's my adopted mother, so I shouldn't be disappointed or anything. We don't have any similar DNA.
"You should've said something else," I murmured to myself. "Should of offered to show him around." But instead I had only said one word, pointed him in the direction he'd asked for and then slid my hands into the holes of my hoodie. I could tell he was new, and had probably hoped to be my friend right off the bat, meet someone nice and up beat, helpful even. He'd run into me though. Good old shy, awkward Jackie.
Honestly, as I'd watched the boy walk down the hallway, his hood tugged over his head, I felt, well...sad. I felt that I should've put more effort into talking to him. He looked lonely, but that was obvious since, he didn't know anyone. I decided if I saw him again, I'd do my best to talk to him, maybe even apologize for not being as friendly when we first saw each other. I could see us having a lot in common, some how, but I wasn't sure why.
I pulled my hands out of my pockets, and slid my right sleeve down, revealing my wrist which had a watch wrapped around it, the face of the small clock placed so it was on the inner side of my wrist. I had about five more minutes until the first bell for class goes. I look around and sigh, not seeing Tally around anywhere, which means she'd be late today. I decide I should stop standing in the hallway looking like a freak (not that it mattered, everyone already thought I was) and at least go to my locker to get me things. I manage to get myself out of my thoughts and moving, my black converse shoes quietly clicking against the floors.
I just get through the door of my first class, history, just as the bell rings. I take my usual seat, which is in the middle, but closer to the back. I place my binder on the desk that's to my left, making sure to save if for Tally. I do my usual routine of getting my pencil out, and a piece of paper, knowing it's going to be more notes because that's all Mr. Minuet makes us do. I look up, just as Mr. Minuet gets everyone to hush down, and gaze at the door for no real reason. I blinked, and realized a boy is standing in the door way, looking a bit nervous. It's the boy from the hallway. I guess I'm going to do some talking today sooner than I thought. © 2013 The FallenAuthor's Note
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