Emotional block

"K.C would you mind washing the dishes tonight?"

"Okay, no problem." I said picking up everyone's plate and bringing it to the kitchen. I began to wash the dishes while humming my favorite song 'Scars to your beautiful', my dad and I use to play it on the piano when I was eight Kyle, Kayece and mom was always our audience. I stopped playing when my dad died, it didn't feel right doing it without him.

After washing the dishes I went upstairs to look over my literature notes.

"Ahhh~" I sighed closing the book. "This is so stupid, I understand it but I just can't explain it. How do you expect someone with Temperal Dysplasia to express themself?!" I got fed up of studying so I decided to just go to bed.

............

"K.C!"

"K.C!"

Ahhh I know that annoying squeal anywhere...

"London my dear annoying associate." I said with an annoyed smile.

"Associate? Don't you mean friend?"

"Nope associate sounds right."

"Whatever, I have great news." She says wiggling her body and I stared at her urging her to go on. "The spring dance is only a week away!" She says all excited and I rolled my eyes. I quickly took my books from out my locker and walked away knowing that she's gonna ask me to go with her.

"I'm going to class."

"Come on k.C when was the last time you did something fun?" I stopped and turn to face her

"Um when I was 12 and My doctor threw me a party to celebrate my 2 weeks stay at the hospital." I said and her face saddens.

"K I'm-"

Bell rings

"I've got to head to class." I quickly walked away ignoring everything she says.

During science class I couldn't pay attention to anything the teacher was saying my mind was all over the place, memories that I didn't even know I had started to flood my mind. My head was pounding like crazy it must have been because of those late night studying.

*Damn you literature!

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Finally school is dismissed and I can go home.

Wait, I'm forgetting something.......

"K.C where are you going." London called from behind. "Don't you have extra lesson with Mr Lee?"

So that's it......

"Thanks for the reminder." I said with a sigh before making a turn from the exit. I stopped infront of the class with my hands by my side contemplating wether I should go in or make a fun for it.

Making a run for it does sounds nice....

"Or you gonna go in or just stand at the door." A voice said from behind.

"Mr Lee your here."

"Of course I'm here, who else's gonna tutor you." He says stepping into the classroom and I screamed internally.

"Yeah.......who else...." I said with a nervous laugh.

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"So do you understand now?"

"Nope." I said popping the p. He paused for a moment looking at me but I didn't pay attention to him I just continued to sketch in the back of my notebook.

"Yes you do." He says which caught me off guard.

"Huh? what do you mean?"

"Your lying about not understanding."

"And why would I do that? if I don't understand, then I don't understand."

"I think your just scared to express yourself Clarke. Your afraid of letting others in but, you can't go on like this you have to talk to someone you have to let someone in."

"Thanks for the advice but I'm perfectly fine just the way I am."

"Clarke I'm just trying to-"

"Sorry Mr Lee I think I'm just gonna go home." I said quickly packing up my bag pack and speed towards the door. As I was about to open it I was quickly turned around and pushed against the door. I looked up to meet Mr Lee's Emerald green eyes, they reminded me of the lush green grass from the meadow that my father use to bring me to. It was like I was in a trance I couldn't look away.

The light from the hallway shone through the little glass on the door which reflected on his glasses which caused me to come back to my senses, I then realized the position we were in.

"Um Mr Lee can you let me go home now?" I said awkwardly.

"Why won't you open up? Just express yourself."

Okay I'm really getting fed up now...

"Open up? Express myself? Do you think this is the first time someone told me that? Hmm let me recheck, my mom, my brother, my doctor oh and my therapist. I'm sorry I meant therapists. Look I would express myself but I don't know how! Why is everyone trying to get me to talk about myself! I mean the only person who doesn't question me is my little sister and that's because she hates me, she thinks I'm stealing the spotlight that everything is always about me! She doesn't even know that I have Anhedonia or suffering from Depression!" I shouted out.

"Don't you feel much better getting that out? You say you can't express yourself but you just did." realization hits me and he was right I just expressed myself and it felt damn good but, it also scared me.

"I don't wanna do that again."

"Why? but we were making progress."

He so close to me I'm running out of air to breathe. Is it normal for teachers to pin students down on doors?

"I-I'm going home." I said feeling nervous before forcing the door open and bulleting down the hallway.

Why I'm I running and why is my face burning so much?

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