Crochet Heart

Crochet Heart

Chapter One Are you glaring at me?

Lupin's POV

Everyone was snickering.

Some we're taking pictures too.

And Anna....was making a video.

The thick yellow mustard slid all the way down from my hair and dripped on the well polished floor.

It had a lavender kind of scent. But that also stung my eyes.

I rose my head up and tried to look straight at Charlotte directly without letting my tears fall from the corner of my eyes.

"Are you glaring at me!" She thundered before dropping a stinging slap on my left cheek.

"Know your place b*tch" She smiled.

I couldn't hold it in anymore. I let them fall. Not saying a word while sobbing silently.

My ironed white shirt had been drenched in expired mustard and had changed to a pale yellow. It was starting to produce a foul stench and I winced each time my nose took a whiff of it.

" Let's go. We're done here. " She muttered before turning back swiftly and waltzed out of the cafeteria with her loyal dogs behind. Anna also followed.

Click

A girl came closer to take a better picture of my ruined figure.

I moved my legs which suddenly felt heavy from the floor and dragged them to the girls convenience room.

I placed my hands under the running water and used it to wash my face. Over and over .

I then stopped to look at my reflection in the mirror.

My shoulder length black hair was sticky and damp. My round silver lined glasses was drooping on my nose at an odd angle and my dark black eyes was wet and watery from the non-stop flow of tears that streamed earlier.

I tried placing my head under the tap to wash it off but couldn't. It was too low.

I would have to change out of these clothes too. I moved to the door and poked my head out a bit looking round.

The hallway was empty. That means lunch break was over and everyone was in class. Learning.

Finally I stepped out and hurried over to the gym locker room and found my spare clothes without wasting much time.

I headed back to the ladies room and had a quick bath. Ughhh. I bathed with school water.

I looked at my body in the mirror on last time.

My hair was now tied in a rough pony tail with a few ends sticking out. But my clean blue jumpsuit gave me a bit of confidence.

I stuffed my other uniform in my school bag and headed out in my black trainers.

At the school gate, there at least three to five security men standing guard. And I doubt they would let a lone teenager with inferiority complex go home without a given note form the principal.

So I thought carefully about my options.

I had to jump the fence.

°°°

I smiled a bit at the lovely couple making out in the sunny park as I walked past. Well don't they look adorable.

I tried not to gather attention to myself as I practically jogged home.

The fence back at school was well too high for any random teenager to fly over so I used a ladder and jumped off.

They'll probably notice later on but who cares. I'm not going back there anyways.

The wind was picking up pace and it was getting clouded as I stopped to look at the road before crossing.

Cleared.

It looked good enough so well I ran across. Reaching the other side my hair pulled out a bit from the band and got tangled in a girl's bracelet.

"Hey! You get it off!" She complained in her shrill voice.

It was hurting my scalp a bit. I tried to used my hand to reach at it and untangle it but she just yanked her hands harder instead.

Ouch!

"Pls.....stop moving" I tried to talk to her but was petrified after seeing one of her friends bring out a scissors from her bag.

Why was that even in there! She handed it to the girl and I looked at her with pleading eyes.

She ignored me and....cut it off.

She could have just cut that part but no, she chose to cut a huge chunk of my hair.

I stepped back to look at it fall to the floor gently.

"Serves her right" the friend muttered.

I moved away slowly from them and walked quietly. I didn't want to cause any more trouble.

Eventually I got home.

" Hey Mom." I greeted.

She was in the kitchen and I could her her voice a bit muffled.

Why didn't she respond.

I pulled out of my shoes and moved to the couch in my white short socks.

I flopped on it tired. My hands found their way to my hair and was feeling the side that had been cut.

I would have to redress this. It sucks. Plus how would I tell Mom that I don't plan on going back school. She'll get suspicious.

I switched off the TV that was showing images of a woman in her mid twenties maybe teaching how to make a pancake.

Who doesn't know that.

I tried closing my eyes to doze off but it didn't work. I felt my tummy grumble.

That's right I didn't eat lunch today.

I stood up and went to the kitchen where I heard more muffled sounds.

"Mom?" I whispered.

I walked inside to see her in a loose white shirt that barely covered her thighs. It was also obvious that she wasn't wearing a bra inside.

Then....

Next to her was a guy in a brown Jean trousers without a shirt on leaving his well tanned skin exposed.

They were engaging in a breathing taking kiss.

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