BLS ~ Permanent Marker #1 (Prologue)

I rushed into the hallway and ran through the crowds. As usual, all they did that morning was just gossiping and kind of that disgusting activity. Some of them pointing towards me and started laughing in whisper. Oh God, if it's not because I was in hurry, I'd like to land my hand on their fucking mouths. But for now, perhaps, it's just gonna be a waste of time.

My classmate, Jennifer - not too close with me - said that Dr. Simmons had been looking for me this whole morning. I had no clue about what's he going to talk about. Well, nonetheless, I wished he was going to talk about the student exchange that'd be held this summer so I could as soon as possible leave this shit, i mean, this school.

I went to Melbourne High School in Melbourne, Victoria, Australia. This sucks! Not this school, anyways, but the people here. They're just so annoying and.. I dunno. I just didn't feel comfortable with the crowds. I was well-known in this school, but I wasn't the type of a girl that liked to gossip and gathered with their crowds every morning. For me gossip is just something nasty people do when they have no life and being too stupid to have any hobbies, a real social life, or any shread of concience whatsoever. I... I knew that I was totally different with the other girls here. The only one who made me feel comfortable being around him is just my best friend, his name's Bailey. He's kind of a sweet guy with dark brown hair and gorgeous blue eyes. He's a little bit taller than me and the point was he's so funny and attractive.

I just wanted to turn to the school garden when suddenly someone's shoulder bumped mine and all the books I was carrying fell on the floor. Another bad luck for today, huh? Kill me. Without looking anywhere but where the books are scattered, I picked up the books and  brought them back into my embrace.

"Bitch, have your eyes on your face?"

"Wha.." I cut off, staring at the owner of that squeaky voice in slight surprise for a moment. I guessed that's Ashlea, Ashlea Scalett.

I gave her a pointed look. She crossed her arms on her chest and merely wagged her eyebrows at me suggestively. I gave a small shake of my head.

There was silence, before Ashlea spoke. "Then get out of my way!"

I furrowed my eyebrows in disbelief. Complete anger and confusion immediately washed over me, and the only thought that came to my mind was 'what the fuck?!'

Back to the last winter, the only reason why I was in disbelief, I hated to say this but, she was my best friend. Things had gotten so awkward since those beautiful times had changed into nightmares for me. I used to be good friends with this bitch - sorry, PWMS (pissed at women-men syndrome) - for like 5 years, and when we had a fallout, she went around gossiping all of my personal shit to people behind my back. I blamed the douchebag that's standing next to her right now, he had change my best friend, i mean ex-best friend, into a total slut.

I merely stood still, my eyes were on her. I took one or two steps to the right, letting her got what she wanted.

There was another pause.

"Let's get outta here, babe." Brandon, her boyfriend, ran one hand along her waist. They turned and walked off down the hallway, leaving me alone.

I stared longingly across the hallway like some girl in a chick flick, making me almost forget about the meeting with Dr. Simmons.


***



I was about to hold the handle of the door as the door had opened by itself. An old man figure was standing right in front of me, Dr. Simmons.

I broke my lips into a small grin.

"Oh, Alyssa Cole. I've been looking for you the whole morning." He stated.

I shook my head, feeling guilty. "I'm sorry sir, I was..."

He cut my words off. "Let's just take a seat. There's something important about your... student exchange."

YES!! Like I said, he's gonna talk about that. Exactly. I stared at him for several moments, stunned and quiet frankly unsure how I should about responding. Suddenly, an overview of a crowded big city, London, filled my mind.

I took a seat right in front of Dr. Simmons. But I didn't get why he looked so guilty. Oh c'mon, I'm gonna be the one for the student exchange, I'd bring the good name of this school and keep it. So why he looked so damn melancholy. It's not because he'd miss me right?

"Well, Miss Cole. As I have already told you. You're going to be in a student exchange."

I nodded, understand. He gave me a pointed look.

"Somewhere in London right, Sir?"

He shook his head, seeming guilty, again. Wait, what? Did he shake his head?

"The student exchange program to London has been canceled-" He stated. "But you're going to somewhere else." He added.

I resisted the urge to roll my eyes because of the frustration that was currently racing through my veins, I took a deep breath. "Where is it?"

"Ontario. Yeah, Canada, more specifically.. Stratford."

I could barely move, think, or even really function at all. I was too shock over what was happening. Stratford? Are you kidding, man?