6 Chapter 6: Normalcy

After entering the classroom everyone sight is fixated upon me, I feel my skin prickling for the constant stare, and I’m uncomfortable with the novelty, all this attention from strangers in something new, I don’t know if I will get use to it.

“Have a seat, you don’t want to stand there for the rest of class” said mr. Haggens. ‘Oh no again I didn’t even realize that I was standing there looking at the class like a deer caught up by car lights’ so I gingered up and looked around to find an empty seat.

“Yes I’m going now” I mumbled before taking a seat. There is only one seat empty on the front row ‘lucky me’, this begin well I just have to stay here and act normal nothing extraordinary

‘I have to act normal, can make it till the end of the day’ I tell myself , it’s just eight hours of class I will just to avoid another episode in which I could embarrass myself in front of everyone again the difference it that I would to face them till the end of the year. For just one day I can act normal like any other normal teenager just assist in class, make a few friends after that go home.

However normalcy is something that I had never known, not totally. I have parents like other children and much better loving ones even if my mother is not around anymore. I can feign being normal, ordinary at least I can try, nobody knows me here and they don’t have to know that I’m not normal at all.

From now on I’m just a normal new girl, the episode in the parking lot what just that an episode, a mistake, and one mistake doesn’t mean any hope is lost. I feel a little bit reassure at this though.

“Where were we?”asked mr. Haggens to the class.

“You were talking about the first semester partial exam” said a brunette on the front two seats away from me.

“Thank you miss Blanchard” he said and went on explaining all the extra classes activities we will have do to pass mathematic this year. He seems like a tough teacher, luckily I won’t need extra classes to get on track with the other students staying at home permanently gave me so much time that at some moments I don’t know what to do to busy myself so I spent most of that free time studying or reading and I’m going to change it, at least I will do some extra class activity.

“Miss Lightwood where were you in your former high school ?” He asked me.

“I’m wasn’t...hum...what I mean is that up until today I have never assist to class with other students, I have been homeschooled all my life?” I responded.

“See me after class finished there are a few things I need to get straight” he said then resume with the class.

Each minute seems like eternity to me, I wonder how people can make it for nine months five days a week and eight hours a days. Jason was right about this class, I hope it won’t be the same in the nexts otherwise I don’t know how I will make it till the end of the semester, by the ways I’m seeing it now the final of the semester seems to faraway I don’t know if I will make it just till the end of this week.

I looked at my wrist watch only ten minutes had passed since I entered the class room, I looked around me to see if the other are feeling the same as me, there is around twenty students in the class I have never seen none of them so they look the same than any stranger one might encounter in the street except for one girl seated at the final seat, she is wearing one particular shade of blue her clothes, shoes, makeup even her hair is blue. She is wearing one particular shade of a deep blue, almost indigo but light enough for people to make the difference with black. All the other students seemed to be putting attention to Mr. Haggens, but I don’t know what something is not right, I looked around again this time examining each corner, the class look like a normal one, it’s white painted with large windows on the wall that face the school’s entrance. Everyone is seated, and Mr. Haggens is standing next to the desk, there are four rows of seats and I’m occupying a front chair but his voice seems like it was coming from a longue distance.

Then come the cold, the sensation of coldness all around me in seconds I’m already shivering like I was outside during winter and I wasn’t wearing any coat, I can see the steam created by my breathing but there’s no snow. No one except me seems to notice the changes that are happening around us everything still have the attention fixated upon Mr. Haggens. As time goes around his voice seems to get farther till the moment I can barely ear him.

Then come the whispers, initially just voices rustling some incomprehensible words in a language unknown to me. I think they are repeating the same sentence again and again because one word in special is repeated at the end, the voices are getting nearer so I’m able to catch a few of the words in what they are saying. Latin, I think it must be Latin because the word that catches my attention is ‘mortis’ what mean death in English if I’m not mistaken.

Shadows appears from nowhere obscuring all the class in one second, the voices are coming from inside the shadows now that I can hear them clearly it seems like a canticle I heard a long time ago.

Normalcy, that was my goal of the day but things doesn’t seem to work the ways I want them to be. Besides for the coldness I was feeling a new sensation rise from deep inside me ‘imminent danger’. Someone is going to dye but who would it be.