Heiress to the Thro

Another Monday, a new beginning of the week. But something is not the same as before. Today is my first day in a new high school. I moved recently, and these days are endless. I thought I would have a day of peace and quiet, but that day turned out to be Monday. I'll probably hate it from now on.

And here I am, sitting in bed and sighing for me. I close my eyes trying to regain my lost dream, but it's pointless. I go to bed trying to find a perfect place to fall asleep again. Who would want to go to school when you have a soft bed?

As I was about to return to the realm of dreams, a door opened, making me realize that it was the door to my room. I keep my eyelids closed trying to fool the person who was still dreaming. Her hand rests carefully on my forehead, which makes me smile under my mustache, giving me a blank slate. A familiar smile spreads across my room and makes my heavy eyelids come off. I blink a few times to get used to the light coming through the thin, white curtains on the window. I soon find my mother's warm smile. I smile at them and sit up.3

Mom: Are you pretending to be asleep again?

Me: I don't want to go ...4

Mom: It's the first day. You should go.

Me: Offff ... * I put a pillow on my face *1

Mom: Come on, or you'll miss the bus and be late for high school.

I watch my mother leave the room, closing the door behind her. I turn in bed, then lie down yawning. After a while I manage to get out of bed and walk lazily to the closet. While I'm looking for my school clothes, my mother goes to wake up Travis - my older brother. He always goes to bed at a late hour, about two or three o'clock, and now his mother is trying to wake him up. After a few minutes of toil, he finally made it.5

I open the closet doors and take off my denim shirt, plain white T-shirt, and blue jeans. I get dressed quickly, then run to the bathroom and start my routine. After about twenty minutes I go down to the kitchen, where I find my mother. I approached slowly and sat down next to her, watching her politely sip her coffee. I look at the milk cereal in my bowl and smile briefly. He always makes sure to eat something in the morning. Noticing that the silence is beginning to take root, I interrupt my mother from enjoying the hot coffee.

Succeeded. He got away. He came out of hell. But where is he? What happens? This is not her house. This is not her time. This is not her body. Trapped in a trap ...

Me: Where's Tav?

Mom: She's already gone, honey.

Me: How? Without me!?2

I get up quickly from the table, drawing more attention to the woman. I smile at her quickly and run to my room, unable to finish my breakfast. I pick up my backpack and hurried down the steps, jumping over a few. Arriving at the door, I noticed that my mother was waiting for me with my sneakers in her hand. I smile like a child and kiss her on the cheek before putting on my shoes.

I ran.

Mother: Be careful!

I will have!

I close the door behind me and walk quickly down the sidewalk, cursing my brother in my mind. Can't he wait for me at least once? I sigh and look around for a landmark. I knew from my mother that high school was pretty close to the park, but which park? I walk straight until I notice that I am approaching the entrance of a park that seemed very large. I dive into the crowd and inspect the yellow and sometimes red area. The wind blew lightly, making a few leaves fall off the branches, sliding slowly to the ground. I love the images offered by this season: autumn.

I stop and look for people who could show me where the high school is. Luckily for me, I saw a boy in front of me who looked my age. I approached her quickly, analyzing her casual attire: black sneakers, jeans of the same color that had a few cuts, and a gray, wide blouse that could be said to fit very well. I look up and widen my eyes considerably. His hair was an unusual shade of white. I raise an eyebrow and then shrug. Noncolor was probably in vogue. I hurry up and try to get his attention.5

Me: Hey! Stop it!3

The boy stops walking, then turns to me slightly confused. I reach for it and catch my breath.

?: Are you talking to me?

I do. S-Sorry ... Are you a high school student?

?: Hm ... I understand you're new here.

I do. I just moved here. I have to get to Sanctus High School and I don't really know where he is.

?: Coincidence or not ... I also learn there. I can drive you if you want.

Me: Super! Thank you very much!

?: By the way, I'm Ast. * politely extends his hand to me *9

Me: Delighted! My name is Liana. * I grab her hand carefully as if in a greeting *

We walk in silence, and in about ten or fifteen minutes we reach Sanctus High School. I roll my eyes and swallow hard. The building was huge, light to gray. The atmosphere was weird and cold, seemingly detached from a horror movie. Where the hell had I landed? The fence surrounding the building was tall, built as if to protect what was inside. I sigh and enter the high school yard through a large, black gate, which is open and left like that until the end of class. I reach the boy who showed me the way and we meet. I quickly analyze his expression, realizing that he was very asleep. Before I ask him what class he is in, I am interrupted by his voice.

Ast: I'm leaving you with a baby . See you!8

I arch my confused eyebrow and glance ahead. I notice a woman approaching us, and Ast runs away, already shouting at her in vain. The woman sighs loudly and gets closer to me. I swallow hard, being a little afraid of it.

?: You must be a new student. Please follow me!

I smile ironically at him, and he walks away from me, sure I'm following her. I start walking with her to a classroom. I take a deep breath as I prepare to enter. The woman knocks lightly on the door, then enters.

?: Hello children!

Students: Hello, Principal!

Arriving in front of the class, I only look at the first benches, giving a few surprised faces. They seemed quite amazed that the principal was in class. I walk closer to the woman, trying to look as small and invisible as possible, but it was impossible. I inspected the area, being pleased that it was much nicer inside.

The classroom is quite spacious, with a few lockers on the walls, and a huge wooden hanger is attached to the wall behind the classroom. The benches are placed in a strange style: one at a time, being a little apart so that the teacher or even the students can pass. The windows are also huge and give you a quiet view of the high school yard. In a short time, my inspection is interrupted by the voice of the director who wakes me up from my small dream.

Director: Please take a seat! Kids, she's your new colleague. Please introduce yourself to the class, miss!1

I look at her slightly scared, then swallow in sec. I take a look at each student and notice that I have acquaintances. A few friends were in the classroom smiling at me. I gasp as I prepare to speak.

Me: Hi! My name is Mizuki Liana, I'm sixteen ... It 's ... I hope we get along.

Principal: Miss, please sit on the third bench by the window.2

I complied, stepping quickly to get rid of the emotions that had gripped me when I was next to the principal. Before I sat down, I noticed that I was sitting next to the boy who was taking me to high school. I smile at her briefly, then sit comfortably on the bench, and in less than two minutes a brightly dressed girl walks in the doorway, her face filled with blush. He apologized for her delay in a tickling voice, then frowned at me. I hate people who talk like that. I can hear his heels moving toward me, as if in a rage. He approaches me and says with a superior face:

?: Get out of my bank now!15

Me: Hm? All you have to do is move to another bank.

?: Here you go!?

Ast: Amber, finish once!10

Amber: But, Ast, I'm staying here!1

Ast: Move to another bank and you're done!1

The slight contradiction of the two is interrupted by the voice of the principal, which resounds throughout the classroom. Soon there is silence and each student stands motionless in his bench.

Director: Miss Roth , finish this show and move to the bench with Armin Raskin!

I close my eyes for a moment, making the description of the girl in my mind. Amber Roth , not a very smart person , but vengeful . She has blond hair, slightly curly at the tips, and her clothes are brightly colored and unsuitable for school. All right . _ _ _ I sigh briefly and pull my eyelids apart, paying close attention to my surroundings again.2

Amber: But ... but ... ma'am!1

Principal: No " gift ," Roth!

The woman looks at Amber with a nervous expression, and the girl finally gives in. But before he left, he approached my ear and whispered:

Amber: You're going to pay me!11

I roll my eyes as I walk away from the bench. I turn to face the blackboard, then remember the name the director said. I bite my lip, realizing that the boy's name is known to me. I look back at Armin, who was smiling broadly at me. I smile like an idiot, glad that an old friend still remembers me. Armin Raskin is a pretty nice boy . _ He has dark brown hair and dark brown eyes. His smile is like a child's. She likes to dress elegantly, thus attracting girls. He still likes video games . .. in fact _ he is obsessed with them . I smile quietly at my thoughts and return to being attentive.

The hour started fast and flew just as fast. All this time I stared out the window, not interested in biology class. The scenery was far more captivating than talking about cells. Finally, the bell rang loudly, announcing the end of the hour. I take my eyes off the window with difficulty and get up from the bench, wanting to inspect more of the high school. I walk lazily to the classroom door and try to get out. Well said "try".