The Mirror. Chapter 1. Mira

I looked down at the shards of the bathroom mirror. I knew there was no way I was ever going to get out of this.

1- Because no-one would ever believe me when I told them that the mirror had just shattered right before my eyes.

2- Even if they did Wendy would tell her dad that I had broken the mirror with her IPhone X.

   Which I didn't by the way.

But everyone would believe her Because,

1- Her dad is the principal

2-No-one wants to get on her bad side

   Although it is true that I didn't break the mirror with her IPhone X, it is true that I might of, possibly, pushed Wendy into the wall which caused her to drop her phone on the ground, which then caused it to break.

   I was probably going to be blamed anyway. Even if I hadn't exactly broken her phone.

She would've come up with some other excuse to get me in trouble or potentially expelled.

   I tore my gaze from the floor and over my shoulder at the broken mirror above the grimy sink.

   The mirror had basically exploded, as I slammed Wendy into the wall.

   She was really getting on my nerves. She couldn't just say something so rude about my dad...

   That's why I pushed her into a wall.

   Wendy  screamed. "What the heck!" She looked at me. "You...what are you?...you're a...Freak!!!"

   I stood there gaping at her and the mirror, with my hand in her shoulder, still securely holding her to the wall.

   "How?" I said. Completely ignoring Wendy.

Wendy gasped. "My phone! Where's my..." She looked down. "AAAAAHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!" She looked up at me still screaming.

   "MY IPHONE X!!!!!!!!!!!! YOU IDIOT!!!"

   She grabbed me by the throat and flipped me around, slamming me into the wall. My head taking most of the impact.

   Hand still around my throat, she pressed me against the wall, the pressure ever building.

   There was a throbbing in my head, and I desperately gasped for air.