chapter 1. Like I always do

I pull my black t-shirt from the wardrobe and my school ID drops. I thought I had lost it but here it was.

I put on my black T and pick my backpack from the corner of the desk, I shove the ID in the bag and get my hoodie from the table top.

I put on my white and black sneakers and get out of the house.

And then I remember that I had forgotton to water my lavender and jasmine. I head back to the room, get the mug and water my plants.

And as I water the plants before knowing it, I'm looking at them. They are just beautiful, and they are mine and always will be.

I then leave home.

The bus stop is 10 mins from my place so I always get out a little early.

I put on my headphones and play California dreamin by the beach boys.

I walk past a bulky man taking his pet for a walk, a couple crossing the road holding hands, a ice cream truck and two little girls and three boys running towards it, a group of students standing near a pole beside the street laughing, and a man of the same height as me walking in the same direction as me probably going to work.

I look up. The sky is the same as yesterday but I feel gloomier then yesterday.

I reach the bus stop. I stand in the bus stop waiting for the bus when I see a lady and her little son. The boy is around 8 years old.

"Dany dear you have to finish your tiffin today. If you do so I will take you to the park and we will play okay?" says the mother.

"sure I will, but u better take me if I do."

"I will son.(smiling) Alright dear the bus is here, be careful on your way there and I'll come pick you up after schools ends." and kisses him goodbye.

And all I could think about was that I was around 8 years when it all happened, when my life took a turn.

I look away and as the bus comes I get on it.

I reach school. I go to Howard's juniors school of excellence...i think it's a fine place except people think I don't fit there exactly.

As I enter the school I hear someone,

"Hey, Is this Jun Miles?" it's Alex. The popular boy from class 9-2.

"Yes" I answered with a low voice.

"Ah I see. Apparently the schools holding a festival next week and since some of y'all are leaving the school next month, I suggest u take part in some of the programs we are doing to make some last memories."

"No thank you, I'll pass"

"Oh I don't need an answer now, you can think about it and if you are up for it then meet me in the 5th period in arts club room" And he left.

It could be a nice thing for the students to take part in something but I don't think I'm the one for it.

I have no good or fun memories here and I don't think I'd need to make it now when I'm leaving.

I suppose I didn't have to wait till 5th period, because my answer is still a no.

I'm from an orphanage. There are many people here from the same orphanage 'sunnys orphanage'.

we are able to study in school due to the funds and connections present in the orphanage. however, it only lasts till we reach 10th grade.

After 10th, they expect us to deal with our education on our own. They do give us a recommendation paper so that we can join a new school easily but that doesn't change the fact that they choose to abandon us as well.

So we all will be leaving next month. I don't think I care.

I never had the choice to choose what I wanted and nor did I ever loved it here or anything,

I came to school everyday because I felt like I had to so just like that I will be going to the new school because I have to.

I don't like to talk about my parents but I'd like to say that they left me a hefty amount of money that I'm using now for the rent of my apartment and my other needs.

I will join my new school with that money itself so I don't have to work like some students do because they have no money,

I have money and I'm rich.

A month later.

it's the last day at school. The day was nothing special except that every student leaving had been crying since morning.

Them and their friends are stuck together like glue.

And teachers in every period remind us of how nice it was to teach us and sad it is that we are leaving.

As I was leaving the last class of the day, someone called me and I stopped. It was Sammy percher.

"Jun, you are leaving today"

"yes it's the last day"

"How come you don't even say anything even at your last day? won't you miss us?"

"We haven't spoken much except during the time we were partners for the science project, so I didnt think it was necessary for me to bid farewell, sorry, it was nice being here, I'll take my leave now."

"H-How come you are like this Jun? I don't understand. Aren't you sad...?"

"Why would I be?"

"what do you mean why? you studied here your whole life and now you are leaving to go to a place you've never been before. I know that you don't have friends here but atleast you know us"

I pause for a second. Why do I feel like crying? Am I actually sad? No, I'm not. I can't be,

Because this school hasn't given me anything just like everything else.

"I'll get to know them too, besides I don't really care."

I then bid her farewell and leave the school grounds.

As I walk out I don't look back. I don't want to look back, I'll never come back here, ever.

I'll just go away like I always do.