High school is not for everyone, especially me. I'm Emma Swan. I'm 19 this year and this is my 6th year of High School.
Books and words and numbers where still too much to take in. Six years in, including one repeated year, everything is beginning to go through one ear and out the other. I hate to admit it but, the only reason I come to school is to see friends and the most beautiful person I've ever seen. Hahaha.
I honestly can't believe that I'm still in the hell hole. Well, I mean, it's not like I have something planned for my life.
This time last year, everything was so different. I was at school, enjoying life, constantly attending church and still had interests in going to church, educationally motivated, emotionally unstable, and confused. A year later and I hate school, find life boring, contemplating attending church and show no interest of going to church, un-motivated, still emotionally unstable and very, very confused. It was like, summer holidays changed me.
I became emotionally unstable when I had done something I really should not have done. What? You may ask. Well…I….caught…feelings. In other words, I began to feel feelings towards none other than Regina. At school her name's Miss Mills.
I was a new student. Fresh from Oklahoma. Father just got out of the army. We moved here to Maine three days before Christmas in 2014.
When I started Maine High School, I didn't think I'd meet people who would suddenly become an important part of my life. Two months into school, I began to go through things because I was confused. I didn't know who I was. I didn't know if I was gay or not. I didn't know if I'd get judged or not.
I began to create small emotional storms in my head which resulted to me falling into depression. It was the 27th of March 2015 when I finally decided to talk to someone about my problem. I walked back into my business class and Miss Mills came to me and asked if I was ok. I shook my head and began to get teary eyed. She pulled me outside and stood right in front of me closing the small distance between us. She looked me in the eyes and said "What's the matter. Talk to me? What's wrong?" When I looked into her eyes, I felt something change in me. I knew that, this stranger was someone I could trust. Someone who would keep my secrets safe. Someone who would understand. I told her "Things are really tough. I can't do this anymore. I'm confused. I'm scared." She looked at me and she said "Oh Emma, I'm sorry. Come and sit in my office." I did as she said and walked into the class, avoiding all eye contact with the students and followed Regina like a tail.
After this event, she became close to me and we became great friends.