Who is she? -part 2-When she walks in the halls, she tries to see the expression on peoples faces, she tries to make up a story about whatever they could be talking about, normal stories about normal lifes, living happily as they only had to worry for passing the latest math test everybody was talking about, yet she felt confident she would get an A, not because she was a hard working person, or because in someway she was worried about the future consequences, no, not at all; she just usually got good grades in math, she might even go as far as to call it that she ''liked'' maths, but as it didn't really seem like an importan issue she just let that thought fly way like many others. She bumped into some friends that broke her mute silence, they seemed pretty happy about some guy that had transfered the school or something like that... they described him as a blue prince with dark hair and an amazing body, she laughed a bit, ''he's just a guy'' she said, ''Oh, he's not JUST a guy, he is Mr. Perf
Who is she? -part 1-She looked up, and took a few minutes to enjoy all of what her eyes could allow her to see, all those little things that she knew other people couldn't see, she took a last breath and got dressed, feeling like this day was going to be just like all the other days, she would get in school, chat with her friends, maybe fall asleep in Mr.Goldstein's class as usual. In the subway she imagined to live a life like all the other kids in school, she remember that one phrase that says :-ignorance is bliss-: and she smile as she tried to pretend she was like the others, at the end, she always knew she wasn't ment to be like everyone else, Was it a punishment or a gift? Did that even matter anymore? And as she reached her school all her taughts vanguished in the nothingness, just trying to be, as always just useless thoughts...How could she know what was going to really happen that day?, there where never signs or warnings and until this day, she hasn't regret what had started that day...