Chapter 4- School day
Mirta slammed the dorm room door behind her. She ran to her bed and started crying. She was going to be single forever. She would never have a romantic kiss on the lips, or ever have children, unless she adopted. She tried focusing on her studies, but how could she when everyone in the school had a boyfriend, and was constantly with them. She would never have a guy hug her, or hold her tight. Her bed would always be only her and her stuffed rabbit, and she couldn't do anything about it. Why was the world so crazy about love? Why did it matter that everyone find someone to share their life with? She was okay being alone, but just the thought of her always being alone, or just thinking that she was that unattractive bothered her. She wasn't even sure what she would do in a relationship. She was sure all guys had at least gone out with someone before, and she had never even been on a real date, only a stupid poorly set up one by Miss-I-can-group-together-any-couple. Who was she kidding? She looked in the mirror, and was disgusted so she shattered it. She then decided to go lay down, and read a book, about darkness. Sometimes, the witch in her really came out, and right at that moment she wished she was a student at Cloud Tower, where they didn't parade around guys like trophies.
The next morning Mirta woke up and felt tired, even though she had slept in a long time. Her face was dry from all her tears the previous night, and her hand ached from punching her mirror. She then realized that she was late for Advanced Placement Mathematics! She quickly got dressed in a pair of old jeans, a t-shirt, and ran a comb through her hair. She grabbed her bag and ran out the door. She through the corridors of Alfea, and entered the class.
"Nice of you to show up Mirta. That is your first tardy of the semester, if you get 2 more you will get detention. Understood?" Griselda said sternly.
"Yes Ms. Griselda" Mirta replied. She had never been late to a class before, and this was the first week of the school year!
"Now, I hope you all have finally finished your summer work. I know it seemed like a lot, but this class will take a lot of your time. I hope you are all well prepared for this rigorous course and don't have too much of a social life, since you won't have one during this class!" Griselda started off her speech.
"Good, this is the class for me then" Mirta thought to herself.
"We are now going to have a pop quiz over your summer work, so you better have done it or else you will surely fail this!" Griselda said, almost happily.
Mirta got her paper, and looked at it. She was a good student, and smart too, but she didn't get Math that well, and was confused on half the summer work. She struggled through the entire quiz, but hoped that she at least got a C. She was pretty sure that it wasn't a failing grade, but she would have to try harder in order to stay in the class. She wanted the college credit badly, since she didn't want to stay in college too long. The bell then rang, and all the students got out of their seats. Mirta started to walk out the door, when Griselda stopped her.
"Mirta, is something bothering you? You seem, distracted today." Griselda asked, almost sounding like she cared about her students.
"No nothing, I just didn't get much sleep last night, that is all. I won't be late again, I am really sorry about that." Mirta replied, she didn't want to share her personal life with her teacher.
"Everyone is late time to time Mirta, don't put yourself down because of one tardy." Griselda said, and the left the room. Mirta then left and started to climb up the stairs. Out of the corner of her eye she saw the winx girls going by and she didn't want to talk to them. But Bloom noticed her and came to her. Stella and the rest of the girls followed, and Mirta tried to walk faster, before they could call her name, but she wasn't fast enough.
"Hey Mirta! Can I talk to you for a sec?" Bloom asked.
"Uhh.. sure, but not too long, I can't be late to Magix History." Mirta replied, which wasn't a lie since she didn't want to be tardy again.
"Stella told me about what happened last night, and I just wanted to say sorry, she was only trying to help and we all thought it was a good idea too." Bloom said.
"That's ok, it was certainly a learning experience." Mirta said, under her breath.
"What is wrong?" Bloom asked.
"Nothing, I'm fine." Mirta replied.
"I can tell something is wrong Mirta, please tell me!" Bloom said.
Mirta couldn't hold in her anger anymore. She was so sick of everyone.
"You want to know the truth? I am sick of all the people at this school walking around with their boyfriends. Hugging and kissing them non stop, it can make a person really sick. I don't need constant reminders that I will be single forever! I have already figured that out on my own! That's why last night upset me so much, nothing can help my cause okay?" Mirta said, almost in tears again. She then rushed up the stairs to her next class, trying to hold back her tears, so palladium wouldn't see her crying, and she wouldn't have to deal with anymore people asking her what is the matter.
"This is serious guys, what can we do about it?" Bloom asked, worried about Mirta.
"I am doing nothing anymore. She doesn't want my help, so why should I give it to her?" Stella said.
"Because she is very down Stella! She can't go on thinking that she isn't beautiful for the rest of her life, she is going to have such a lonely life unless we help!" Flora replied.
"Yo, if I can find someone to like me, then Mirta can too. Especially considering my boyfriend is Riven." Musa said.
"Then it is settled, somehow we are going to help her." Bloom said.
"I think we should get to class for now, since the bell is going to ring soon!" Layla said.
The girls then all hurried off to their classes. Mirta sat slumped over the desk in history, trying to absorb herself into the world of the past.