Happy Ending ?

Chapter 1, Zara Quin

Bitch. Slut. Whore. Pathetic. Useless. Stupid. Hopeless. Ugly.

I get called these names on a daily basis. They hurt back when I was a child, but when something keeps hurting you over and over again, eventually, the pain goes numb. You don't feel it anymore.

In my case however, I don't feel anything anymore.

No pain, sadness, guilt, hope, happiness...

I don't know when this happened to me, but when it did, since then I have been nothing but an empty vessel.

"Get out of the way !"

I get pushed to the ground.

The girls in front of me give me the same look of disgust, my own mother has been giving me since I was a child.

Normally, people either hate school or home.

I don't hate anything. I couldn't care, actually. But to be honest, if I had to choose between the two , i would happily choose death .

I can hear the bell that marks the end of the lunch break, but where do I go ? There is no point in going to my class. It's not my class to begin with. Nobody likes me there, it's more than obvious.

One would think the teachers are not biased. But what a lie. They are all humans and humans always prefer one over the other. It's their nature.

the sad thing is , when nobody prefers you over the other.

Normally, people have that one friend, or maybe a parent or parents.

Things seem pointless, when you don't have someone who'll choose you. you don't have parents who'll choose you . you don't have friends who'll choose you. And I can't think of anyone else who would.

A lover ?

That's a joke.

I won't say love doesn't exist, despite the fact that's one feeling I'm pretty oblivious of, love does exist. The thing is nobody who loves me exists .

Wandering through the empty corridors of this school is actually quite dangerous. Not for Norma people, but it is for outcasts like me. So the best choice is to head over to the roof.

Every time I am here, I think 'should I jump off and end It all?'

The winds are nice today-

My deep thoughts are interrupted by the noises. Lots of them. They are too loud. What's going on ?

I make my way to the other side of the roof. This part of the roof faces the entrance of this school.

People. Lots of them. Why ?

There seems to be a lot of people down there. Students, of both genders. Teachers and our principal too ... Maybe they are welcoming someone.

Who ?

Why should I care ?

On normal occasions I don't care what goes on downstairs when I'm up on the roof. Sometimes I hope that there is a zombie attack or something. But this time, I'm curious. Which I'm not usually.

Part of the reason is that my quiet habitat has been ruined by this.

I head over to the edge to see what's going on, only to see a car stop at the entrance of the school.

And it wouldn't take a genius to guess that's one expensive, really expensive car.

I see how this is. Some rich guy is coming to the school. He's probably an investor who's coming for a tour or the kid of the investor who's going to attend this school.

Of school, why would any rich person come here ?

Anyways, why should I care ?

Someone comes out of the car.

It's a guy.

oh, that's why the girls were giggling and squealing and fixing themselves. Typical.

My eyes widen a bit.

This guy... Is god's gift to humanity.

I don't usually care how a person looks, but I'm invested right now.

Beautiful things should be admired. Even if it's a guy.

It's not like I have anything better to do, nor do I have anything beautiful to admire in myself or the world around me.

Leaning into the railing, I stand there quietly like a ghost. Watching, observing. The students, the teachers. Everyone has mixed reactions.

I changed the angle of my vision a little towards the Richie rich guy only to find me already glaring at me.