I did not attend the rest of my classes. Kuya took me home because I might feel dizzy again, though I really want to attend classes. When we got home, he immediately sent me to my room to rest.
I wanted to sleep again but I couldn't. A lot that comes to my mind, questions that can not be answered or so I thought. Why am I doing this? That was my first time to feel unbearable pain to the point that I passed out ...
"Ouch," I moaned weakly because my head hurt.
Okay, enough overthinking.
I walk to the bathroom to take a bath. For refreshment purposes. Hot water flows down to my body. Now I feel relaxed. After thirty minutes I walked out to the bathroom with a robe on. I was about to open my closet but someone knocked.
"Esmae, come down for dinner," said Yaya Louri.
I glance at the wall clock, it is already seven-thirty in the evening. The speed of time, another day tomorrow.
"Yes, I will follow," I said.
I ware my blue sleeveless pair with a white comfy pajama with a cute bear designs. I combed my straight flowy hair before going down.
"How's your feeling?" my brother, Kyller, asked.
"I feel better," I replied as I grabbed the rice and dish.
I glanced at him. He eyed me like I did something wrong or I just look suspicious. I just shrugged it off.
"Anyway, remember what I said the other day?" he asked, frowning at me.
"I don't remember," I said.
He sighed. "It was about you tranferring to another school." I looked at him, confused.
"Uh ... W-what about it?" I ask.
"It's next month," he said, startling me.
"W-what !? I-I mean... Why so sudden?" I ask, again.
"The headmaster and headmistress needs you as soon as possible," he said briefly.
"Needs me? Why?" I asked curiously but he did not answer as if something was hiding.
I just continued eating first. I immediately went up to my room after eating. I brushed my teeth before laying in my bed. I still can't forget what Kyller and I talked about at the table. I am confused, to be honest.
I closed my eyes, ready to sleep. This day is a very long day. Too much pain both mentally and physically.
I woke up at six in the morning. I feel strange like something did not happen that usually happens to me. I took a shower and got dressed. Down what manag called for breakfast.
"Hey, you didn't have a nightmare..." It was not a question, it is more like a statement.
Now I remember. That's the thing that did not happen to me. Strange.
"Didn't I?" I ask him to confirm it.
"Yep. That's new! You were just sleeping peacefully," he said happily.
"Oh, really?" 'I said incredulously.
He just nodded while smiling.
I just ate to get in.
The usual things happened. The bullies that always pestering me whenever I enter school.
"Omg! The witch is here! I will be curse, she'll ruin my life. I'm gonna die, I'm gonna die!" its artistic cry.
Some are just whispering, others are secretly giggling, some are also complaining. I didn't mind them, they're not worth my time.
When I got home I was in the bedroom immediately. Waited for dinner. At seven I took a shower, then put on a white t-shirt and violet pajamas.
I went down and did not wait for Yaya's knock. I immediately went up to the kitchen. When I arrived, it was my brother who was sitting at the table who greeted me.
"Brother, I have a question about the new school you said," I said while taking the rice and porridge cooked by manang.
"Hmm?"
"Can I still transfer there? It will be August," he said.
"Of course, classes will start in your new school in August," he said.
"Why do I need to transfer?" I will ask.
"You'll know when you get there," he said briefly so I just nodded.
"By the way, I already process your papers for your transfer," he said.
"Okay, thank you," I said.
He just smiled as an answer. After dinner I went back to my room to do the assignments I forgot to do earlier. I brushed my teeth and went to bed.
Three weeks passed by quickly. Just one week and I will transfer. It is Saturday but my brother is not at home. He has a lot of things to do, he is definitely a busyman.
I watch movies because of boredom. I spent 4 hours facing the screen of my loptop. My eyes are tired so I slept for an hour or two. I glanced at the wall clock, it is eleven-forty five already. I went down to help cook but my brother ordered food. I'll just let yaya teach me how to cook later.
"Hello, Kuya. How's your day?" I ask.
"Tiring, very tiring," he said then chuckled.
"I know right. Such a busyman," I giggle.
He laughed. "Let's eat, I order your favorite lasagna,"
My eyes shone on the lasagna served. The dragons in my tummy are going wild.
"Yum ..." I said while chewing.
He just laughs at me.
"By the way, Kuya, is there a dormitory in my new school? I will only get a dorm if the school is far from our house," I said.
"Oh, yes. There is a dormitory, separate for girls and boys," he said.
"Oh, okay," I said and continued eating.
"What's in that school?" I will ask.
"It's a surprise," he said with a laugh.
"Seriously?" I said laughing.
"It's a new school for you might as well make some friends there. It looks like you will have some friends there," he said.
I sighed
"It is hard," I said.
"Of course it is not, remember the time that a very suspicious thing happened?"
"Oh, no ... I don't want to remember that,"
When I was eleven years old, someone bullied me and I kind of released wind using my hands. My eyes were also on fire, my eyes hurt. I just don't know what happened. I just saw the guy who bullied me lying down the ground, unconscious. I was still gasping when I saw the blood from his head flowed to the floor. I lost my consciousness, too. When I woke up I was in the clinic.
I couldn't remember it at first but it just flashed in mind. I asked my brother about it. I asked if I really did that and he said yes. I cried all night and asked my brother what happened to the bully and he said they just transfer to another school.
He just sighed. "It is because of that,"
"Huh? I don't get it," I ask, confused.
He just shook his head. "You'll know. It's for your own good to transfer to another school," he said.
I just nodded. Unable to ask again. I guess I will have to figure it out on my own.