3 Chapter 2-The New School

Somethings never change. Like a cycle. An ever continuing cycle.

After every move, there is the same routine. There is unpacking, then cleaning, oh and my favourite the school enrollment and the first day in the new school [do note the sarcasm].

In every school, you make a friend or two and then you have to leave them again. For a new move. And then the cycle starts over again, and then again.

I look down upon the forest through the room's window. Sighing in complain to another night of nightmares plaguing my sleep. I look of side to at the sun that has just started peeking from the horizon. Creating an illusion as if the entire land is covered with gold. And the sky that takes the colour of priceless gems as the dawn breaks out.

I look onto a faint reflection of myself in the glass as if making me a part of the extraordinary view. Something is different about this place. The land calls to me like no other. Presenting me with an enteral peace the seems to leave my soul in extraordinary contentment.

The clock chimes 5 in the morning breaking me from my entrance. Knowing that no one is up, I put on my jogging attire, and go for a run into the forest on our estate. During the jog, I come across squirrels and birds that have just started their day. Oddly I noticed that they are unaffected by my presence. Not wanting to go too far yet, I start running back after about half an hour later.

Going any further into an unknown territory does not sit well with me.

I get ready after taking a shower. Through the fogged mirror, I look at my reflection. A flawless face looks back at me but it makes me realize that scars that mare my back adds a lot of flaws too me.

I go down the stairs. The smell of bacon and eggs with a hint of burnt toast fills the air.

"Mom, the toast is burning," I yell across the dining hall into the kitchen, after exchange a polite good morning with my dad, who is engrossed in the daily newspaper.

My mom turns around with a skillet in hand and moves it around so the eggs don't get burned.

"Nice save!", was all my mom said.

"Well, what is this knight in shiny armour for?" I reply.

"What was I thinking back then when I put you in those fencing classes." Muttered my Dad under his breath.

Here we go again.

Well, unless you guys haven't figured it out I am a weird.

The reason for that may be is I often hallucinate things that don't exist. at least that's what the doctor says.

I sit down on the chair to eat my breakfast that my mom just served in front of me.

" So, how do you feel about your first day at school?", asked mom and immediately I stiffen up. knowing well where this conversation is headed.

"What is there to feel about? We do this every time we move," I answer with an edge to my voice.

My Mom and Dad share a secretive look. But it is not so secretive since I already have a fair idea of about what they are communicating.

Dad folds the newspaper and sets it on the table. [Here we go again.]

"Honey we know that it is hard to make new friends. But you really have to try there is no reason why you should be looked at as an introvert.", commented Dad.

"Dad, I am not an introvert I just like keeping to my self. There is literally no point in making new friends if you are gonna leave them and never see their faces again. " I exclaimed.

" We know how hard it has been for you to cooperate with this constant moving around. But this time we could stay here longer or even settle down in this little town." said mom.

"Honey just keep up with the society, and have your meds regularly and we will be good. We might never have to move again." adds my dad. just as I finish my breakfast.

On the name of meds, my mom gets up and bring back an orange bottle with my meds. I thought the doses are not as strong as it used to be and I don't even have to take it as many times as before, I still don't like them. The shrink said that if I keep up with the prescribed dose I might not ever have to take any of it in the future.

I take my regular dose (one tablet a day ) and gulp it down with water.

My mother takes my hand and gives it a gentle squeeze. " I know it is hard for you Sweety. But please at least try this time... For us?" she says.

After thinking of it as not a bad idea, I sigh and give her a nod.

Both of my parents' faces light up like a Christmas tree, and they smile with approval. Mom gives me a kiss on the forehead and dad hugs us both.

"I don't want to get out of the group hug guys but you Jasmine need to go to school in like now." mom says while trying to lighten up the mood.

Dad gives a lights chuckle and a faint giggle escapes my lips.

I pick up my book bag and car keys and head out the door after saying a quick bye to my folks.

I sit in my BMW SUV and reach the school building under 10 minutes with the help of my GPS.

I park the car and step out.

[New Friends, New life, New school. Here I come.]