The days seemed to becoming harder... I tried holding on to better days... At least that is what the voice inside of me told me

'Hold on to me, and we'll get sronger

Let me make you perfect.

It is us who will be perfect

Hold on to me and you'll be happy

Hold on to me and you'll be free'

Those words kept crawling and creeping into my mind... Little I knew what was going on around me... I hear my parents argue, and we still, never address the elephant in the room... It is always their ways... It is always they being right... At least, their relationship was getting on better...

Dad still didn't want to talk to me... It's almost been a month from... And he still doesn't want to face me... If I ever had doubt about his love to me...now I was sure... He hated me… and he has the right reasons to do so... I just wish to grow up older and find a place of my own... Getting rid of everyone... The only reason why I stay is because of Natalie, Taylor and Gail... And for the simple reason of hope that maybe my father and I would finally talk.

I kept brushing my hair lightly trying to not lose any curl, but soon had to take in one of my worst fears. Clumps of hair started to stick to the brush, and when I passed my fingers lightly to my hair, strands of light copper brown hair where back into my hand. It couldn't be… No! Not my hair!...

'Sera?' My mother said as she entered the room.

'Yes mum?' I quickly said as I hid the brush from her.

'Gail is doing shopping today… do you need any toiletries?'

'Um… no thanks…' I smiled as I stood up and went to get my laptop.

'You didn't need any for the past 4 months!' Mum replied as she went forward to get my school diary. 'You haven't had a period in 5 months?'

'Mum… It's fine… I'm just stressed.'

'Maybe we should make a visit to Dr. Greene.'

'Mum, I'm not having some guy looking at me down there.' I replied while she laughed.

'It's a she, and besides, I need to go myself!' She replied, as she came forward and ruffled my hair, while dropping a kiss on my forehead.

'Um… Mum… will dad ever talk to me again?'

'Don't worry kiddo! Soon he will! You know how your father is!'

'Till now all I know is that he can hold a grudge for so very long!'

'…but he loves you… maybe… you shouldn't be so hard on him either…'

'What do you mean?'

'Sweet heart, you have never talked to him about anything! No guy problems, you haven't talked to him about your nightmares… you always come to me… don't get me wrong… I understand that you want to discuss things with your mother… but he's your father… you're his baby girl… maybe you shouldn't be so hard on him…' she suggested.

'…but I cannot discuss certain things with him! He's a man… and you're a woman… you had the same feelings I have when you were younger.'

'Your father wants to be there for you… Just open up to him! He may soften up for being honest with him…' She smiled.

'Ok… I'll try mum.' I replied as I hugged her.

'Now go get ready… Taylor is waiting for you.' She replied, as she went out of the room.

What did my mother mean with those words? Opening up to dad?.. I mean yes... I always talk, with my mother... Did I make it this way? Maybe it is my fault that he's this cold...

'Sera!...' Natalie started, bringing me out of my thoughts.

'Yeah...' I replied as I mixed the water and sodium carbonate for dilution.

'You have to mix it with the acid first to 100cm^3 then up to 250cm^3 with water.' She replied as she showed me the lab report procedure...

'Dammit...'

'Your head is in the air today Grey...' she said again until Thompson stopped us.

'Ms. Taylor, Ms. Grey if you have something to say, please share it with the whole class, else shut it...' she continued.

She's a young teacher... Just graduating a year ago... And yet she seemed one of the oldest strictest teacher... Nothing went by her without her noticing... not even a single word. I remember when her mother used to teach us... She was strict... And worse than her... Guess the apple doesn't fall far from the tree.

'Greyyy!' Natalie said again, this time pinching me to get my attention.

'Ouchhhhh!' I replied as I rubbed the pinch 'What was that for?'

'For you to get back to earth...'

'Sorry.'

'Are you ok? You look a little pale...' she asked concerned as she saw me resting to the bench.

'Aren't I always pale?'

'Not yellow dead looking!'

'I'm fine Nat!'. I whispered back as Thompson passed in front of us. 'Pass me the acid please' I requested as she handed me the stock solution.

'How are things with Grey senior?' she asked again as she copied the notes I followed...

'... He's still mad at me...' I replied as I mixed the new amounts and let them react. 'Mum mentioned something about opening up to him... And about me pushing him away... She said that dad feels left out... Guess I do deserve it..'

'No you don't!' she confronted. 'They need to understand if anything!'

'Natalieee!' I desperately said as I brought the measuring cylinder while she handed me the distilled water bottle.

'Why don't you talk to someone?'

'...and say what?' I replied as I shook the volumetric flask making sure the solution is homogeneous.

'I don't know... Maybe I'll go with the obvious... About your feelings?'

'What about them?' I asked as I brought the burette and washed it thoroughly.

'Come on! Don't play dumb!... Let's start with what happened that night!.'

'Natalie I don't want to talk about it..'

'Sera, you were fucking raped!' she whispered angrily.

At her words I closed my eyes and his face was there again. I couldn't let this get to me... Not now... I felt angry... More than hurt...

'Don't you think I know that?' I replied equally as angry as her... '...but instead of keeping in mentioning it... I'm trying to forget it...'

'You need to talk to someone and deal with it first!' she reasoned.

'Natalie drop it...' I replied as I took bulb pipette and pipette filler and filled 25cm^3 of the solution from the volumetric flask and transferred it to the conical flask. 'Look... I'm sorry... I'm just having a hard time.'

'I know... But know that I'm always here for you...' she smiled.

'I know...' I replied, returning her gesture.

' , , I'm not telling you the third time!'

'Sorry Ms. Thompson.' I apologized

'Hand me the phenolphthalein please!'

I placed two drops of the indicator and after filling the burette to the 50cm^3 mark. I took the retort stand and clamp and clamped everything to its rightful place.

I felt my hands shaking but hid it immediately from Natalie... She would have busted me. I continued through with the titration and as I reached the end point I stopped the burette tap and took the readings. Natalie was lost texting from underneath her desk to Mark. Thompson had changed their places, after they had been continuously talking during the lessons. He was few desks away from her, and yet, they still felt the need to communicate. Her relationship was going from good to great!... And I was happy for her...

The voices were fading, the floor spinning. I felt my body go numb. I quickly placed the conical flask on the bench... I felt my body going limp...

'Sera, are you alright?' that was the last thing I heard.

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A little note for anyone wondering about the characters. The characters are a blend from the movies and series.

A secret between friends
Perfect Body
Little Girls in Pretty Boxes
The Best little Girl in the World
For the Love of Nancy
Dying to Dance
Sharing the Secret
Make it or Break it
Degrassi High
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