I sat at a two-person lunch table, poking at my cold turkey sandwich with my fork. On a normal day, I would devour it with my bare hands. However, my appetite just lingered. My eyes scanned across the cafeteria. My eyes landed on Paige, who was laughing next to Callie, Geena, and some girl from my biology class. I felt so empty inside. I hadn't talked to anyone except for Mr. Conner, and once I yelled at Jacob for following me around campus. If I did respond to anyone, it was usually composed of little words or a physical gesture.
I ran a hand through my hair and drew my knee's up to my chest. Being a window seat, I was offered a view of the campus. In the far distance, you could make up horses frolicking around. Oh, how I wish I could just go and ride Charm away, far away from this place. I never felt like I was in hell here before. Canterwood was supposed to be my home away from home but right now, it felt like a cold prison. I couldn't stand it anymore. I climbed off the chair and a few eyes landed on me but darted away quickly. I ran a hand over my burgundy sweater and strode across the lunch room.
I walked with purpose, putting thick concrete wall between the world and my feelings. I flipped my hair behind me and stopped at Callie's table.
I placed my hands on the edge for balance in case I had to puke. I coughed once.
"What do you want?" said Callie in a snarky tone.
"Paige, Callie...Jacob kissed me..I swear..I don't want you to hate me anymore. Can't we just leave it all behind us and be fr-"
"Sasha, just get lost. You're crazy. Paige told me about how you holed yourself up in the bathroom for some hour and cried yourself to sleep. Just go away, you might as well leave Canterwood. You're just a laughing stock. No one likes you anymore, you freak." Callie's words cut to the bone, but instead of bursting into tears I felt a wave of hatred. She was so different. I remember how much she begged for forgiveness when she started dating Jacob. I guess you could say I was still hung up, but when I look back, my stomach flops. My ideas of Jacob now than before are impressively more negative.
"Oh god...forget I ever tried to apologize. You know what, Callie? You're right. I am crazy!" The lunch room went silent at my outburst. I wasn't the type to make a scene, that was Heather's job. I could see her and the other two members of the Trio, Alison and Julia, turning around to view me. I smiled wickedly and laughed loudly. My insanity seemed to drain the color from Callie's face. "You're right, I'm just the crazy boy-friend stealing bitch!" I let out another psychotic giggle, "Forget it!" I swiped my arm across the table and her food landed across the cafeteria floor. I turned on my heel and tried to storm out of the room. I was at the door when I slammed into Miss Drake. Oh no.
"What is going on in my lunch room?" Everyone averted their eyes from me and Miss Drake. That was how intimidating the headmistress was. "Sasha. Go to my office. You too, Heather, Paige, and Callie." Once we were all out of sight, she practically herded us to her office in the administrative wing.
Once we arrived to her office, I plopped down into on of the purple chairs. I buried my head into my hands. I thought I was in tranquility for a moment.
"Sasha, go into the waiting room." Miss Drake ordered, and I left the room. I listened through the door though, curiosity and worry squeezed my heart.
"So girls, you were there. I was aware of the scene, but arrive late. What exactly happened? " Miss Drake asked in a composed tone.
"Well, Sasha just came up to the table and freaked out on us." Callie sounded like a hurt puppy. It sickened me.
"Yeah, she just did it for no reason." Paige complied.
What?! I couldn't believe what I was hearing! how could either of them say that? I was even more mad then before. She saw how hurt I was as a roommate and friend. Why would she not believe the truth?
"Uh, no she did not." Heather argued.
Wait. Heather? What is happening to the world? Seriously? First, my best friends turn on me and now my enemy stands up for me? This has got to be a nightmare. I bet HEather was only going to make me appear worse and make up things.
"What do you mean, Heather?" Miss Drake questioned.
"I mean, Callie said some nasty things. Sasha didn't deserve that," Heather replied confidently. As the leader of the Trio, every sentence of her's was etched with that same firmness. I don't know why, but I felt a warm feeling creep up on me. It was nice to know at least one person didn't skew the truth.
"No I didn't!" Callie protested.
"Yeah, Sasha was acting really rude. Callie did nothing," Paige sided.
"Girls, you may leave. Tell Sasha to come in," Miss Drake ordered.
They exited the room. Callie and Paige glared at me, but Heather gave me a look of defeat. I could see my life being a game of Flappy Bird, and I had just hit a pipe. Game Over.
I walked into the office and sat down. I fidgeted.
"Sasha. I am disappointed in your actions. You knew you shouldn't have done that, but you did it anyway. Detention, and you cannot attend your riding lesson this afternoon. I will be paging your instructor later. Now, go back to your classes." Miss Drake excused me. I got up, walked out her office and towards my locker.
Eyes stared at me like I was a zoo animal. In a way, I felt encaged like one. I held both arms and looked at my boots. However, I didn't feel an ounce of regret.