A negotiation with myself...

It was kind of rage when I understood that the sun was also ready to disrupt my slumber. I never expected that I would be lying on the road-side bench, like a little pauper and wake up with people watching me around. What could be more embarrassing than this?

I saw that those people were looking at me like I needed immediate help , I was amidst the ocean. Some were asking me for biscuits, some were stretching their hands towards me which had a water bottle holder in it. I immediately stood up and tried to get out of the crowd and amazingly I got success.

I took the way towards my house as I got tensed on what to do, for I knew that; the meaning of going and standing in front of my home is equivalent to lots of stigmatic words. While thinking very seriously, I went and stood in front of my house, my will pulled me back but the embarrassment was at its peak and the willpower was having nothing to do in that case. What could be done then? I pressed the electronic calling bell and stood over there for at least one minute. I felt someone approaching the door from inside, the one watched out through the peephole on the door and went away inside the house. I figured out who it could be. I, then, consolidated to get inside my house and, at least get my school supplies. So, I climbed upon the tree which was adjacent my room's window and jumped in the air to reach the window pane.

"I did it! "

Oh! why did I shout, before anyone could approach the room I silently entered and took my school supplies away from the almirahs and took my suitcase and hoped out of the window following my bags and school uniform. Now I knew that being there for long was not safe, so I decided to get out of the main road.

As I was walking down the lane upon the footpath, I planned subsistently for the rest of my 'independent' life. One other thing that I abdicate from my parent's house was nine hundred dollar which was too much for me yet too less to live as I would like.

Speaking honestly, I dreamt of living in an apartment in the Los Angeles but, to my knowledge, It was too costly, near three thousand dollars a month. So I need to start from the ground. I went into a public restroom as I changed my clothes and freshened up, to go the school.

I went to the school, found Ayra and took her into an empty classroom and told her everything that happened. She was hot in her head! She was going to explode. She shouted: "How dare that bully get screwed up so easily with your and Hee's smashing each other?"

I was angry too so I kept quite, I did not try to keep her calm.

She went to the class bully, and said: "You bloody ramekin cupcake looking girl, how dare you poke you rubbish nose into her matter?"

She used much bad slangs and sorry I cannot put that out over here, but when I felt that it was going out of the limit and could destroy Ayra's image to the teachers, I showed reluctance. "Girl, stop! Don't let your anger reign on you.", I murmured in her ears hoping that she would stay quite.But she erupted even more.😩

What could I do? Oh I seem to know what I should do. I should call her boyfriend Kerim.

Kerim and Ayra have been dating since two weeks now and both of them seem to be into each other. Karim was hot too. When I spoke to him for the first time, he was with Ayra but I felt butterflies on his cold voice and amber eyes. I don't know why but falling for everyone I meet has been my problem for a while now. I guess it would be for age.

I went to call Kerim and Ayra was left alone in the class