Butterflies usually fly high
Chapter 3
When the bell rang and Erin had been tortured for almost two hours, she practically ran down the corridor to reach her locker. She opened it and gazed at five books, a rotten apple that really needed to be thrown into the bin, a few single pencils and booklets. No things that could offer Erins personality, no pictures or collegeblocks or things that belonged to her. Just school property, and well .. that apple. Like, every locker of this school had photos in it which were showing friends and family or animals, but Erins locker hadn't. Just for the simple reason that she had nothing to photograph.
Behind her, a few people started nudging each other and before Erin could go out of the way, she was pushed against an empty wall.
»Sorry Ulmer!«, a boy yelled laughing.
Erin watched on the floor, sobbing, counting the small tiles. She decided to go to the cafeteria when she suddenly bumped into somebody. Erin upheld her head, scared, and looked into a friendly brown pair of eyes, kind of smiling to her.
Just say nothing, Erin commanded herself, keep quiet!
She moved on, ashamed, and put her hands into the pockets of her black jacket, trying not to burst into tears. She could feel every pupils eye on her, including the brown eyes of the guy she just bumped into.
Erin sobbed again, and when she finally arrived to the cafeteria, she opened the door and searched for an empty table to sit.
Then she noticed that she had forgotten to wrap up lunch for today, but she wasn't hungry either. Her schedule for school today was long, 5 more hours to go and instead of eating, Erin started to carve words into the table she had chosen, waiting for the next lesson to begin.
Very short chapter, I know, but I just had to make a cut here, hope you liked it anyway :)
I've been stressed out all week, but the exams are written now and I'll upload a new chapter within few days, promise!
And by the way thanks to my readers :)
