Chapter 295

So I'm guessing that it just happens that i couldn't have actually woken up later in the evening to go sit down with Scott and Oakley last night, but I woke up earlier than them.

I woke up earlier than any of them because the time on my phone is just forty five mintes after seven, and seven-fortyfive is oddly early enough time for me to wake up, especially when I have decided that I'm not going to school today.

I know, I know, i know, I just can't take it. My heart really can't take the sort of pressure that comes with going to school, plus, it's not like we're learning anything, nothing is going on and Scott can shout at me for all I care, I'm really backed up between a wall and a hard place here because I don't know why there's just this sudden feeling in me that doesn't want to go to school.

I think I might actually request a change of schools, I need a change of environment.

I realise that I actually haven't seen Eras for a whole day now, okay I saw him yesterday but I didn't see him anytime after that, and that sort of scares me.

He was supposed to come over yesterday but yet he didn't, maybe he did and I didn't catch a glimpse of him cos i was at asleep, but still everyone else is still asleep, I'm the only one that was awake and I know this because the house is really quiet.

It is too quiet for any normal human being to be awake at this time.

Oakley would have put on the TV if she was awake at this time, and Scott would be about to cook himself something.

Speaking about cooking my stomach is grumbling, I really think I need to use the toilet.

I'm guessing that stuffing a buttload of pizza into your stomach isn't really advisable in such a situation, but still it is my stomach, exactly why does it have to torment me this much all because I ate some pizza and i want some more.

Alright alright alright, I can't argue with this today. I can't do this battle today and so I stand up, go into the toilet and I spend my time emptying my bowels.

The moment I come out i stand in front of the mirror.

I know that this is a very very weird ritual for me to perform each and every day, I'm so sorry if I seem like I'm obsessed with my appearance, but I am not so very upset with how I look.

I am looking into the mirror to remind myself that I deserve happiness, I'm looking at this girl in the mirror, this girl who is just like me and is standing in front of me, staring back at me, the one who bears my face and who is practically a reflection of me.

I am telling her she deserves happiness this morning, and so, she should be happy.