A/N: Alright, well, this is my first TMI fanfic. I hope you like it!
There was no doubt in the mind of Margot Davies', that she was slowly, but surely, sinking down into the abyss of insanity. She was sat at her desk in the middle of Economics class, fourth period, eyes twitching quite noticeably. She was zoned out, her mind teetering between conscious and subconscious, when her teacher, Mrs. Tabbot, had to stop mid-lecture because she could not stand Margot's cringe-worthy eye twitch.
"Margot," she called. No answer. "Margot davies," she tried again. No answer. Mrs. Tabbot eventually shuffled over to Margot's desk, bending down a little to snap her fingers near Margot's face. "Earth to Margot," Mrs. Tabbot trilled, earning a few laughs out of the class. At the sound of the students' laughter, Margot snapped out of her little daze and began laughing like an idiot. Mrs. Tabbot raised a penciled brow. "Margot, this is the fourth time this week that I have witnessed your mind leave this planet. It's like you've gone away with the fairies! I do not know what is going on with you, but I'm sending you to the nurse." Mrs. Tabbot walked over to her desk, procuring a pad of post-it notes from the top left drawer. Her hand traveled to a mug sitting atop her desk in the right corner, which held an abundance of pens. She quickly plucked one pen out and scrawled, "Margot Davies to nurses office", on the post-it note, then put her signature at the bottom. She ripped the note off the pad and stuck her hand out for Margot to come and get it. Margot slumped out of her chair, grabbed her small backpack that had an owl and a floral print on the front, got to her feet and proceeded to make her way over to Mrs. Tabbot. She snatched the note out of her teacher's hand and turned towards the door to leave.
"See you later, Maggot," her classmate, Allison Greene, chirped. Margot rolled her eyes. Allison had been calling her that since the 3rd grade, because if you pronounced the 't' in her name, it would sound like Mar-got, instead of Mar-go. Hence, why Allison called her Maggot.
"That would have been more effective in offending me, if my name were pronounced Mar-Got. Nice try being clever, though. A for effort," Margot snorted, hand on the handle to the door. Allison looked like she was trying to resist scowling, her lips eventually twisting into a smirk. Clary Fray, a close friend of Margot's, gave her a worried look. Margot caught it and waved her hand dismissively.
Margot exited the classroom and let the door slam behind her, as she couldn't care less about how loud it was. She'd hoped it made those morons jump in their seats. Margot walked lazily down the hallway, dragging her heels. When she was about halfway down the hall, a soft buzzing noise sounded in her ear. She huffed and spun around, expecting to catch a fly hovering around her head. When she could not find the source of the buzzing, Margot hurried away to the nurse's office. However, she could have sworn she heard faint, high-pitched little giggles as she walked away.
Pausing just right outside the door to the nurse's office, she turned around to check one last time. Nothing. Margot shook her head and entered the nurse's office. The nurse, Ms. Julie, was sat at her desk, eyes glued to her laptop screen and fingertips tapping away at the keys. Julie was a woman in her thirties. She had golden blonde hair and wide, ultramarine-colored eyes. Her skin was lightly tanned, and she had just a hint of crow's feet visible at the outer corners of her eyes. She had thin lips, which were coated with cherry-red lipstick. She had high cheekbones and a nicely cut jawline. Having heard the door creaking open, Ms. Julie turned to regard Margot. Julie gave Margot one of those super fake smiles, as if she had just gotten Botox.
"Hello, Margot. What're you in for?" Julie swiveled around in her chair to face Margot.
"Mrs. Tabbot thinks I've 'gone away with the fairies'," she said, doing the air quotes with her fingers. Her shoulders slumped as she waited for Julie to reply. Julie studied Margot. Margot was wearing a forest green New York Jets sweatshirt that looked a few sizes too big for her, black leggings, and some floral printed Vans with no socks. Margot had forgotten to put socks on, which made Julie worry that she might have forgotten to wear underwear. Her hair was ecru, and looked like it hadn't been brushed yet. It was tied into a sloppy side pony tail. Julie was relieved to see that it looked like it had been washed, which meant Margot was taking care of her hygiene. Margot's face was especially pale, and clean of makeup. Margot's eyes were the color of sage, and underneath them she had soft bags. Her eyes were rimmed with a pinkish red, a sign that she had not slept in a great while. Margot also had high cheekbones, her face being a little sunken in. Julie had hoped that Margot had been eating. At last, Julie spoke.
"Uh, okay, why don't you have a seat," Julie pointed to one of the beds. Margot traipsed over to the bed Julie had been pointing at, which was covered in the usual thin paper to keep it sterile. She plopped down, the paper crumpling underneath her behind. "Margot, when was the last time you have slept?" Margot gave Julie a blank look, then looked up and began counting the days on her fingers. Julie sighed and held up her hands, signaling Margot to stop counting. "Alright, why don't you just tell me what has been keeping you up?" Margot closed her eyes, which felt amazing since she hadn't been able to in a while. She layed back on the bed, her mind traveling back to when it all started...
A/N: it is kind of short, but it's just an introduction, it gets better! I'll have the first chapter up soon.