My first days in the school were spent in lonely anticipation as I seemed to think of each and every little jibe that I experienced. I can't really say the people here are all so nice, and the fact that I just lost my parents seemed like something that would continue to haunt me for the rest of my stay here.
It also didn't help that the fact that my parent's death had become something of public knowledge, as I could see people whispering to each other, each moment I passed the halls. It made me feel insecure and unwanted, and so I spent most of my free time just wandering the school property.
All around the school grounds. I would walk just for fun, and sometimes I would walk when I was excited. I would walk on spots that seem to have not been worn out with time, and I would make sure that I wore out that particular spot, so it would have at least tye faint feeling that someone had passed through here.
I would walk when I was excited, because there was no one else to share it with. I would walk practically half of the day, as I still grieved over the death of my parents.
I'd say I loved this institution at that particular time, for the reason that no one seemed to ever come look for me. I would miss class for at least half of the day, and use the other half just exploring the lands that make up the school property.
I have to admit sometimes I was always walked in on unpleasantly unwelcome discoveries, but most of the time it always lead me to something like this.
A secluded part of the school property that had a similar resemblance to a little garden. It surprisingly never has weeds in it, and it's always had an assortment of pleasant smelling flowers.
The first time I had found it, i had been so elated that I would park in a lot of food from home, and I would spend the whole day here having picnics with myself. The only other person I ever share the secrets of my little Haven with the first time was Aron.
I wouldn't say our first meeting was unlikely or for odd reasons. He was really handsome, and I seemed to be the pretty social recluse that never talked to anyone and always kept to herself. The few friends I had always seemed to have different classes than I did, and the only time we ever found to talk to each other was always during the lunch break.
I always felt lonely most of the time, and Aron coming into my life at that moment was sort of a welcome visit. He decided to come at a time when I was at my lowest, and even if all his promises and erratic invocations of love had all been fake.
I think I had appreciated it at that time, I had appreciated having someone to talk to, to always be by my side, to always be thinking of and to always smile whenever the thought of him entered my head.
Clay would be the only other person to have been in this place, and the thought of it scares me as much as it's exciting for some reason that I cannot pinpoint.