Chapter 3
"Morning girls!" I greet my friends with the brightest smile on my face, or so I hope.
"Morning Kat" says Tiara. She is probably my best friend since first year of high school. We have been through so much together that I feel like she understands me. Tiara is the only one who I trust to talk about my "current situation".
"Morning" is Julie's answer. We are not necessarily best friends but since our parents have known each other for years, we were always forced to tolerate each other, which doesn't actually means friendship.
I open my locker and grab my books before turning to my friends and taking the lead to the cafeteria. They follow me around the school until we really the dinning hall. As I pass by more people I greet them as happily as I can. Today seems just like any other day. Same routine, same people, same classes…feels like I'm reading the same book and over and over again.
"Let's find a table." Says Tiara as we get inside the dinning hall. I just nod and start looking around. The place is filled with people. People with different clothes, backpacks, goals, thoughts and attitudes. People like me. So why do I always feel so out of place? It's like I don't belong here.
As my mind travels through a flashback I remember when I was around 5 years old. My grandfather, who died a couple months after, asked me to sit down on the living room couch with him. He looked deep into my gray eyes and said "Sweety, I have a question for you. Do you believe in fairytales?" I was taken back by this. My grandfather knew that, even thought I used to like watching stories with happy endings, they weren't true. Even as I kid I never believed in magic or Santa, I always knew that everything you want you have to fight to get it.
"Of course not grandpa. They aren't real." I said. My grandfather took my hands in between his big old ones and said "I think you should. Your life can become your own fairytale Kathery. You just have to believe it and fight for it. Listen to me my darling, you are responsible for what your life will become."
"KATHERINE" I hear someone yell, the voice is familiar but it sounds so distant. Suddenly I'm brought back to reality, my teacher is standing right in front of my desk and she doesn't look happy.
"Yes, Ms. Melland?"
"I asked you if you would please to the board and solve the problem." I just nod and walk to the board.
is my geometry teacher. She is, what people call, completely impatient. I don't think she likes me a lot.
"Done" I said as I put the marker back on her desk and make my way to my seat.
"Let's see. Do you agree with her class?" half the class shakes their heads while the other half looks just as clueless as me. I don't see what I did wrong,
"Katherine I'm not picking on you, but if you want to bring your grades up you better start paying attention and stop daydreaming. I hope I won't need to contact your parents again." says as she makes her way to the board. She shows the class how to solve the problem correctly, but once again my mind doesn't allow me to pay attention.