the school behind the cemetery

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Status: In Progress  |  Genre: Other  |  House: Booksie Classic
two females , different ages , different lives and different dreams
a biology book , a kiss and a esctasy pill : all lead the two females to the true meaning of life

Submitted: December 29, 2015

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Walking through the white painted , old , falling walls of the dark , Macerated hallway Walking her head high, crashing the floor with her high heels, swaying with the wind coming from the broken windows , showing off her sexy shaped , good-smelling body Walking with full confidence , full poise , full aplomb , full intrepidity Walking smoothly crossing the big huge wave of dead , low-spirited , narrow-minded , faithless , lost students She finally reaches her destination which is basically the same classroom as her seven past years . she had this classroom in her first teaching year she was happy with it probably because she was too excited to start teaching that she lost focus and interest in everything around her she thought to herself that if she works hard she will be allowed to have a better classroom with a better view well that was before she found out that all classrooms were the same , all classrooms had the same view on the cemetery , all classrooms had the same sticky smell of death . her classroom was no exception , her hard work received no exceptional reward . she walks in the class quietly , soundlessly ,softly checking on everyone from behind her fancy Gucci sunglasses . her silent , unexpected , classy entrance put an end to all the gossip moving around the room, she probably heard it all she hears everything , hearing everything isn’t as funny as it seems , but at least it helped her manipulating her students ‘nasty thoughts . she took a full look on the students’ faces as she was waiting them to take their places , trying to read their minds , moods and thoughts there was nothing really special about them regular students with the regular back to school bored faces everything was quiet the same except for a really weird black dressed girl sitting alone on the last table in the back of the classroom looking to the cemetery . the girl was calm , having all of her focus on the shady graves , she was taken by the holiness of the cemetery , the holiness of the dead , she paid no attention to the young teacher , that was strange because everyone did so why hasn’t she ? . the girl finally pays attention to the young teacher who was taking her sunglasses off to show off her fresh pair of eyes the girl had no interest in the teacher’s fancy style , young age or beauty she was just taken by her eyes she kept looking to them , they seemed familiar yet strange . the young woman had a feeling that someone was paying too much attention to her so she takes another look around to notice that the black dressed girl is watching her quietly she looked back to her thinking that the girl would put her eyes down but she didn’t she just kept looking in silence . the young teacher turned to the board putting an end to the awkward eye-contact . it’s midday , the class is over so is the first day at school . The youthful teacher goes back home , takes a shower and gets ready for the night . just another regular Saturday in the same regular chic classic dinning room on which she put the usual dinner surrounded by the perfumed candles setting the big one in the middle which was the only one on fire .sitting on the regular chair on the same side of the same table waiting for her destiny , waiting for the future , waiting for some strange voice to break the silence , she hates silence ,it brings a lot of dark memories , memories make her think even more and that’s no good because that would interrupt her from waiting, she was waiting for the fall she loves fall , thinking of the fall makes her feel safe for no specific reason just another random feeling about yet another random thought that came across her mind while she was waiting for him to come , him : her man , her lover , her husband. alone on a Saturday night , she keeps looking to the big candle put in the middle melting watching its flame fading away as the candle gets burnt again for no specific reason she felt sorry for it more uncomfortable than sorry actually she is enjoying the perfume spreading out of it yet she is not feeling at ease watching the candle getting burnt all these random thoughts got distracted by the same regular voice of the fancy big wall watch, it’s midnight . she leaves the dinning room , the glorious romantic dinner , the candles and head up to her room . the weekend is over , it’s Monday morning she wakes up with a strange feeling , something unusual is about to happen yet she can’t tell what or why she is having such a feeling , she dresses up , wears her Dior perfume , heads up to school . walking through the same dirty , bad smelling , low-lighted hallway while thinking about how fancy she looks comparing to others . she walks in the classroom with the usual classy entrance taking everybody’s attention everybody except the black dressed girl who was sitting again on the last table at the back of the classroom looking to the cemetery as she was looking to her the strange feeling raised up again it was no longer strange she was uncomfortable and disturbed by the creepy looks the girl had on her . as all teachers do , she had to test her students ‘abilities so she asked them to write a fifteen-lines paragraph . she kept thinking about what would they write she was excited to read what they have chosen to write about . usually students write about themselves or their dreams , she was hoping that she would find something interesting , someone impressive , she had such a greed to read their fifteen lines that was her way to know her students , to get into their minds and to know their weaknesses unfortunately , her time was over so she had to gather the papers and leave . she was excited to go home , she knew she was not coming back to an empty house , she was certain that he was there waiting for her the same way she waited for him to come last Saturday . she was thinking about him all the way back to home , thinking about his little colored eyes , his small rosy nose , his fine –shaped delicious lips , his little beard . it’s been a while since she sniffed her head on his . she kept thinking about how lucky she is to get him , to be his wife . he’s rich , he’s handsome and he’s in love with her she couldn’t ask for a better man he was the one , the man of her dreams , the love of her life .she couldn’t pray for a better life she owns the perfect life . as she was driving she kept making scenarios in her mind , scenarios about what would he say to her , it’s been two weeks since he left he said he will be back by Saturday but he couldn’t , he is a busy man and she got used to his absence but that doesn’t matter because he is probably back now and his is certainly waiting for her arrival , waiting for her keys to turn into the door when she’ll get there she’ll drop her bag and jump into his arms , she’ll put her head against his shoulders and she’ll take a long deep breath smelling his burning perfume . she missed his smell , his everything . after a long driving trip , she arrived home , she quickly enters the house , nobody was there , nobody was waiting for her . she thought that it might be one of his sick jocks maybe he’s hiding somewhere . she looked all over the house , checked all the bedrooms , nobody was there . despite her deception she had a little shrink of hope left , she thought to herself maybe he was planning for something to surprise her maybe he knew she’ll be waiting for him so he decided to change the plan that was the only explanation she could stand so she decided to prepare something to him as well : a perfect dinner instead of the one he missed Saturday . sitting on the usual chair , looking to the same , chic , big candle in the middle of the table having the same feeling toward the candle , this time she could relate to it . she was melting from inside , her heart was cracking in between her bones , cracking out of pain , out of deception , of hurt . at least the candle was spreading a nice perfume but her all she felt was deception , total deception .it’s midnight she heads up to her room , lays on his side of the bed and falls asleep . it’s Tuesday morning she wakes up hating on everything this day is going to be the longest , the worst , the crappiest of all days , she has to spent four hours looking to the same faces , same eyes , hearing the same voices , the same silly questions repeated by all students; however , she manages to control her bad feelings and heads up to her work . she walks in her classroom with the usual confident style ; everyone expected her to talk about the fifteen lines paragraphs they have written , she started a lesson instead . no one paid attention to her as she was explaining the lesson so she turned around having a big nasty smile on her face , she asked them to take a white paper and write about what she was explaining . an absolute silence spread suddenly into the classroom and she was totally enjoying the fear and the surprise on their faces , she hates it when people don’t pay attention to her that’s basically why she was enjoying seeing them squeezing their minds trying to fill in the empty papers but that wasn’t the end of the torture she gathered the papers and started mocking them , she teased them equally , no one could escape her dark sarcasm . hopefully the four hours ended . the next session seemed to be more serious everyone is paying attention , you can’t really tell if they were focusing on the lesson or the teacher’s body but at least you can tell they were focusing on something . most of them were actually faking it , the black dressed girl for example had all of her focus on a red covered biology book and as she was so lucky she got caught by the teacher - What are you doing ? said the teacher in a quiet serious tone - Nothing ! - See this is an English class , and am an English teacher , biology isn’t really what I teach said the teacher sarcastically as everyone turned to the poor girl seeking an opportunity to laugh - I know that already - Oh great ! then why are you paying all this attention to your biology book ? are you one of those failures that do their homework in class ? - Honestly I was just looking for something interesting to read. said the student in rude tone - So my lessons are not interesting . - I can’t really judge I wasn’t paying attention , neither did the others I guess . said the girl sarcastically as she was seeking for some support from the others and she somehow got what she asked for . Few moments later a weird creepy silence covered the classroom as the teacher was looking to the student in total anger and hate . the young teacher took the biology book in her hands , put it on her desk and turned around facing the students . everyone had the same feeling : something terrible is about to happen and they guessed right and in a classy eloquent tone she made it clear to everyone that she was the boss , she is the one and only person in control. Fortunately the coffee break put an end to the session . It’s Monday morning again, everything seemed to be going the way she wanted to . she couldn’t be more satisfied .the school bells rang declaring the end of class and as it rang students left their classrooms , going back to their noise , gossip , silly stories and in a few seconds all classrooms were empty the hallway turned into a messy crowded nursery . all students left the room except the quiet mysterious girl , she was waiting for her teacher to pack her bag and as the young woman was leaving the room she grabs her hand from behind , pushes her against the wall , leans on her , kisses her lips and leans back whispering in her ears : - Today , at 8 o’clock I’ll be waiting for you… behind the cemetery . Come or I’ll tell about this . The teacher stood in her place shocked , unconscious . the girl has already left the room when she got her conscious back she could barely breath . million of questions came across her mind : what if someone saw them ? why would she kiss her ? what was the threat about ? why would she threat her ? should she call the police ? the headmaster ? no she can’t do that what would she tell them ? I got kissed by a mentally ill , suicidal , creepy girl ? that would ruin all of her career , her reputation she can’t risk that , she has to deal with this alone so she decided to meet the girl but then she thought to herself why would she obey to her rules she is the teacher she rules the students not the way back . the young woman got distracted by the arrival of the other teacher , the coffee break was over so she left the room , got a cup of coffee and settled in her car thinking again . she tried to forget about her being a teacher and took it personal ; what if the girl had a crush on her ? what if she was sexually confused ? that would explain the way she looked to her but why would she threat her if she had feelings for her ? she finally decided to put an end to all these questions , she is going to meet the girl and she is going to make it all clear . It’s 8 o’clock she arrives to the cemetery , the girl was there waiting - You came ! said the girl - Don’t pretend to be happy to see me - Am not - Before that you say anything , I just want to make it clear that you won’t get away with what you have done and believe me I’ll make sure that you’ll regret it - Ouuh ! am afraid ! said the girl sarcastically , you had eight hours and you’ve done nothing . if you were willing to do something you would’ve done it already ! - You’ve crossed your lines . you’ll pay for that ! - You can’t really do anything - And what makes you sure of that ? - If you’re going to do something , you’ll have to explain why and you can’t tell about what happened . you have a reputation to keep - Should I remind you that you’re the one who kissed me I had nothing to do with that - You don’t have to remind me , I kissed you and I have to live with that unfortunately Mind my silly question please ! . what the hell is going on here ? what do you want exactly ? look if you’re dealing with your sexuality I am not the one to help you okay look for someone else . - Sexuality ? who said am questioning my sexuality - You kissed me - Oh so that’s why you’re here . you thought that I am one of those sexually confused girls who accidently fall for the sexy young English teacher and seek for a desperate love adventure with the teacher . that’s sick ! - No you’re sick and mental. said the teacher in a tone full of anger - Sorry I must’ve broke your ego ! I don’t have a crush on you and this is not a desperate love story - Then why the hell am here - You’ve got something that I want - What something ? - You took my biology book last session . you have to give it back to me - Oh my god ! you’re really doing all of this because of a biology book - Yeah well biology matters for some people - You’re mentally sick ! for real you’re so sick - I needed to have something against you so that you give me back the book - You could’ve asked - Why should I ask for what’s mine - You’re messing up with me and you’re going to pay so hard for this - You’re just way too angry because I didn’t end up having a crush on you - Shut your mouth up . said the teacher as she was dialing a number - I can’t actually fall for you , I can’t fall for fake people - Fake ? said the teacher as she was turning her phone off - Yes fake ! everything about you is just fake . the confidence , the glamour , the happy fancy life you’re faking all of it . - And you got all of this out the kiss I guess - see you’ll keep on thinking about the kiss because your little mind won’t accept the fact that it exists someone on earth who haven’t fell for you . that’s what you do , gathering love from everyone in order to find a way to love yourself . I may be mentally sick but you’re as sick as I am ! - listen ! do yourself a favor . disappear , run , move somewhere else because your life here is about to turn into a living hell - so it is true what am saying ! you wouldn’t get this angry if I was wrong or you were as classy as you pretend to be - consider yourself dead - what would you do ? ask your rich husband to take care of me , move me somewhere else ? - wait and see - you’re capable of nothing ; however, I can ruin your everything - and how is that - the sexy young teacher has some weird sexual orientations , she kissed me as I was getting out of class , I tried to stop her but she grabbed me by my hand and I couldn’t escape her . - and who’s going to believe that - I don’t need them to believe . all I need is a rumor - That would be so surreal even for a rumor . they’ll ask you for a proof . what would you say? - Don’t worry I took care of that . if they’ll ask for a proof I’ll speak about how awful you lips taste - What kind of evil you are ? - Am everything you want me ! I am you ! - What do you want ? - Now we’re speaking . give me back the book and I’ll keep quiet - I don’t know what the hell is going on in your freaky mind but if you think that you’re a kind of a champion for threatening your teacher , you’re not . you’re just another failure among others - I failed on what exactly : studying or getting your attention - Both actually ! - You’re lying ! I totally got your attention - You’re rude and you’re going to pay for all this . believe me ! - You’ve been saying it over and over ! I get it you’re going to make me pay for not having a crush on you . don’t forget to bring the book after the holidays . As she was looking the big candle in the middle of the dinning table , she kept thinking about the whole conversation and the creepy girl . what would she do all that for a biology book ? what is in it ? why would she kiss her ? if she was looking for something bad to do she could’ve break her car wheels , steal her sunglasses or something ,send her anonymous threats on facebook . she wasn’t really feeling at ease thinking of what the student has said , why would she think she’s fake ? is she really faking it ?. she was probably feeling bad because some of her student’s words rang true but mostly she was feeling bad because she couldn’t do anything about it so she decides to put an end to the tragic day and went to sleep - Good morning beautiful ! . said some strange voice The young lady jumps of the bed , she knows the voice it’s his voice . he is back and as soon as she wakes up she jumps in his arms - I missed you so much . she said - I missed you too . he answered - I’ve been waiting for you . when did you come back ? - I came back late at night , I slept on the couch I didn’t want to wake you up - You should’ve ! I haven’t really had much sleep ever since you left - Why ? aren’t you taking the pills ? - I am . but that’s not what I really need to sleep - What do you need ? - You ! I guess . she said softly - I am sorry - Don’t be I understand - I won’t be gone for so long again - Wait ! you’re leaving again - Unfortunately yes - What ? when ? you just got here . - Yeah I know . am sorry I can’t really miss this trip .am leaving tonight - Tonight ? - I am sorry babe I can’t really help it . I’ve got so many things to do - Things that only you could take care of , I know - I saw the dinner on the table , am sorry I couldn’t make it - It’s no big deal . I wasn’t waiting for you to come anyway - Do you have class today ? - Yes - Would you like me to drive you to school ? - I don’t need a lift . I have my own car - Is this a kind of a punishment because am leaving - No it’s not . you know what I don’t feel like driving today , besides it has been a while since we shared something . I want you to drive me to work - Great ! when do you have to go ? - The afternoon - The afternoon ? I don’t think I’ll be able to make it happen . my plane leaves at midday - it’s not a problem . Go ! - I am so lucky to have you . he said while kissing he right cheek It’s the afternoon , he’s gone . she is drinking her coffee in her room’s balcony thinking about how cold he was . that’s nothing to be compared to when they first met everything was perfect back then but now things have changed . it has changed ever since that day , the day she failed to give birth to a child , the day she discovered that they won’t have a child , the day she realized that she won’t be telling her children how their parents met , how they fell in love and how they got married against everybody’s will . doctors said that they have hope , she has been living on that hope , she has been taking pills , all kind of pills , sedatives and stuff to make her vigina a better place for a baby to settle down there .the coffee is over , she takes the pills and heads up to her desk room to take the creepy girl’s biology book and as she was packing her bag she discovers that the book is not there , she panics , she looks everywhere but the book is not where to be found . it must be her husband , he probably took it by mistake . it’s 8 o’clock again , behind the cemetery - Where is my book said the girl - I don’t have it - What do you mean you don’t have it ? - My husband put it into his luggage by mistake . said the teacher in a weak , soft voice - Why would I care about that . I need the book - Can you please put an end to this silly game . I’ll buy you a new book instead - I don’t need a new book , I need that book - Look I don’t know what it’s in the book that’s making you go insane for it and I honestly don’t give a damn about you or the book .i’ll give it back to you when I have it in my hands - Have you forgotten about the deal - Tell whoever you want I don’t care - You don’t ? said the girl in a tone full of disapoitment - No I don’t - When will your husband come back ? - I don’t know - You don’t know ? - No - That’s weird ! - I don’t care about what you think - Ok then give it back to me when you have it The teacher left without answering , she had no nerve to answer , she heads up to her car ,opens the door , turns the keys ; the car is not working . that was the last thing that she needed . she starts hitting the car wheels out of anger and pain. - It’s not going to work that way .said the girl - You didn’t leave ? - No . I was waiting for you to leave first - So what now you’re talking me now ? - No ! my life isn’t really about you . I’ve got stuff to do - Would you please save your sick jokes to yourself - I can fix it for you . the car , I can fix it - I don’t need your help - You do - No ! I’ll walk - You can’t walk all your way back home in those high heels , let me fix it - I said I don’t need your help . she screamed The scream spread the space for all of her feelings to come out . she is now weaker than ever . - You look pathetic . said the girl - Please go away - No really you look so tired - You know what’s pathetic : it’s me being stuck with you in this shitty place - Save the drama ! you want me gone so that I don’t come to see your weak side . you’re the teacher you should always keep up your strong controlling personality in front of your students - Bingo ! you got it right now get lost ! - I’ll be fixing the car you take a break The car came back to life - You can drive now it’s working - Am not in a hurry - You’re welcome . said the girl as she sat besides her teacher - It’s getting late , let me drive you home - No thank you I’d like to walk the way back - Get in the car - You don’t really have to do this - Do what ? - Being nice to me - I am not being nice , am being human it’s late and you’re alone - Yeah like you do really care - I do care - You’re bad liar ! you’re trying to convince me that you care about the girl who has just threatened to tell everyone that’re sexually confused . few days ago you made it all clear that you’ll turn my life into a living hell and now you care about me . how weird is that - Can we please finish this inside the car am getting cold - It’s your bad you’re the one who’s wearing such clothes in such a weather . fancy clothes aren’t that comfy you know . said the girl as they were getting into the car - So why did offer me a lift . asked the girl - You fixed the car and am driving you home . we’re equal - And that way we can both go back to hating each other . it makes sense but that’s not real you won’t admit it but you’re offering me the lift in order to make your trip longer you don’t want to go back to an empty house - So what now you’re reading my mind - I don’t need to ! I got you all figured out already ! - And I am supposed to believe that right ? - I don’t care about that . all I know is I know way too much about you , things that you don’t know about yourself - Am not really in a good mood so please save it - Would it make feel better if I said that am going back to an empty house too ? - You are ? - Yes ! and am not in a hurry either that’s why I actually wanted to walk - Sorry for ruining your plans - Would you please stop being nice it’s pissing me off - Am not being nice , am being me - Okay then bring back the ‘you’ I know the one who won’t stop teasing - You want me to be mean to you - Yes , so that i can keep on hating you - Why did you kiss me ? for real - Seeking your attention - So it’s all about getting attention - No it’s not I just wanted to tease you . I knew that you have such an excessive need for attention I wanted to put that in test . I needed a reason to hate you but you seemed way too perfect to be hated . you’re young you’ve got a perfect life and you truly don’t care about anything or anyone teasing everyone equally I couldn’t go with that I had to find the truth in all this and I did it was hidden under your fancy Gucci glasses : in your eyes . you’re faking everything , the glorious life , the happy marriage , the good teacher - God you’re creepier that I thought - The worst is yet to come believe me ! - Why are you looking for a reason to hate me - Not you specifically I hate all teachers - And why is that ? - My mother used to be one - Used to be ? - She quit long time ago - That doesn’t explain your hate - Should it be explained ? - I don’t really care - Yeah right All you care about is how you would make me keep my mouth shut about this - About what ? - Your weak side , your fake life . you won’t allow anyone to know it - So you’ve seen my weak side what does that make us friends? - Hell no - Then tender moment over . tomorrow I’ll be back to my usual attitude and you’ll keep on hating deal ? - Deal - Don’t forget to do your homework I’ll probably be in a very bad mood - Oh you’ll kick their asses tomorrow it’s going to be awesome - Mind your words you’re speaking to your teacher - By the way I wasn’t really going to tell neither about the kiss nor about this . I have a reputation too you know - It’s good to know that but I don’t really care . let me take you home - What are you doing ? - Taking the high heels off . we’ll walk Tomorrow wasn’t that far away for the two lonely woman as they kept walking all night , walking in silent each one had a different secret , a different topic to think about . they were walking beside each other yet they were far away , so far away . It’s 8 o’clock and she’s late already she walks Quiqly in the classroom , she wasn’t wearing her sunglasses , she didn’t nag about the sticky smell of death or the noise of the students . she just came in total silence and as she was walking in she saw the girl talking to her classmate there is nothing odd about that except the fact that that boy got arrested last year for drugs - Is there something going on between you and the fatty boy ? she asked - What boy ? - The one you was talking to this morning - So that’s why you asked to meet me after school - I need to know what you two were talking about - The weather . we were talking about the weather - And am supposed to believe that - You asked and I answered . it’s up to you to believe or not - You’re rude , so rude actually - And you’re hacking my privacy - Am being protective , that boy is dangerous - Someone is getting jealous - Jealous of what exactly - I don’t know maybe you’re not feeling at ease because you don’t won’t me to get emotionally involved with a boy. you’re still hoping that I would have a crush on you - Whoa slow down am just being protective . that boy is really dangerous - The fact that I let you walk me home that day doesn’t really mean that you can get your noise in my stuff - And the fact that we had a talk that day doesn’t really allow you to be this rude to me you’re no exception from the other students . am being protective all teachers do that - Yeah well I hate teachers ! - You know go ahead do whatever you want . all I wanted to do is to warn you but it seems useless . - You do really care . don’t you - No I don’t . as I said am being a good teacher - No you’re being a mother . teachers don’t do that - A mother ? said the teacher in a shaking tone as she was remembering her deception - What was that about ? - What ? - The shake in your voice - Nothing - You’re lying - How dare you say that to me - Because you’re lying . ok fine I get it you’re my teacher and I am rude and we do hate each other I’ll try to control my words next time save the anger for tomorrow’s session - No you’re lying . you won’t control your words - You’re right ! now tell me why you does your face go yellow whenever someone speaks about mothers - How did you know that - I’ve seen your face last session when we talked about mothers ‘day , you was almost in tears that why you kept writing on the board you couldn’t face us - Are you paying attention to me or to the lesson - Neither that nor that actually . I probably should find something to threat you with . it seems to be the only way to make you speak - I can’t understand why you’re dying to know - Am not ! I just want to know who’s fault it is yours or your husband’s you’ve been married for four years and you don’t seem to have a child - How did you know that - You haven’t posted any thing about having a child on your facebook . - How did you get my facebook , it’s a private account - Yeah well I hacked it - Unfreaking believable . you’re creeping the shit out of me - You got freaked out because I hacked your facebook account or because I technically know everything about your life - Both actually . you’re a very weird person - And you have such a fake life . to be honest he is handsome , your husband , he is handsome and you’re pretty . you two make a perfect couple but not a perfect match by the way I didn’t like your weeding dress it looks expensive , no am sure it is but honestly it doesn’t quiet fit you - Are you done analyzing my life - I haven’t started actually - I had enough listening - Great you can speak then - Am going home , good night ! - Yeah right you can’t speak to me , am your student . if you speak to me about your private life you’ll break the rules .let me guess you’re going to delete the facebook account . that won’t serve actually because I’ve already hacked your mind - I can’t really understand why you’re so confident - Because I know what am talking about - Have I proven it - You don’t have to . just admit it you want to get it out of your chest but this formal teacher – student thing is blocking you . you’re afraid that the image that you made all people believe would fall apart if you speak your true feelings up .it’s actually working for others but not for me I can’t buy it , I can’t believe that you’re having a perfect life . it might be perfect but not for you - Why would you care about that .said the teacher in a serious angry tone . all you want is to find a reason to hate me , I’ve given tones now get lost ! - Can I take you somewhere - No - You’re going back to an empty house anyway ! - Fine I’ll go It’s midnight the two woman finally arrive to the wanted place - The beach ? this is THE PLACE - Wait , follow me The two woman start walking on the sand - Here we are what do you think said the girl - I can’t see anything . it’s dark - Exactly it’s dark , cold and far away from all human dirt . this is the perfect place to confess . it’s only you and the beach - It’s so cold in here - I know . that’s why it’s the perfect place to speak about your deep secrets , let its’ flame warm you - Seven years ago , we met seven years ago . I was getting ready to start teaching and he was getting ready to take care of his father’s business . it was love at first sight , we kept dating for three years and then he made the perfect proposal . his family hated me for being a feminist , for having political thoughts , a critical mind and my family hated him for being way too rich , way too handsome ,too perfect ; however, we got married and I gave up on everything politics , feminism , thinking itself . I became the perfect wife , the perfect lady . we had a perfect honeymoon . we had the money and the love we needed nothing else . a year ago my period was late I jumped out of happiness I thought that our love will be completed , the big house needed more life , another voice to break our silence . as we were young and fool we told everyone about the baby , the baby that has never existed . three months later I got my period back we went to the doctor I thought I lost the child but there was no child it was just a false alarm. I got disappointed so did his mother and my mother too . his mother started nagging about us having no children and my mother started worrying about my need to give birth to a child so that I can keep him as he was rich and handsome . he didn’t care; however , I did so we went to the doctor again to make some analyses that was the moment that I discovered that having a child isn’t that easy . the doctor said that am sane but yet I can’t have a child , he said a lot of things but all I could remember is that I should keep on taking the pills . I’ve been taking the pills ever since and everything has changed ever since that day . I got into a severe depression , I felt incomplete , useless . I failed to be a woman. We’ve been trying so hard but still no change , he started to avoid me : long showers , long trips and long silence . his mother wants a child and he wants to please his mother . - And you ? what do you want ? - I want to be perfect - You are perfect ! - To whom ? - To me ! no am just kidding . I needed to crack a joke . drama is getting all over the air I can’t stand it - Sorry for being dramatic - Don’t be sorry . you should feel proud you have just gave up being fake - This place is amazing - I know . why are you blaming yourself for having no children - What do you mean ? - You said doctors said you’re sane - They said we’re both sane and I am the woman it has to be my fault - Or his fault ! as long as they didn’t say it’s your bad it means you’re not the one to blame and why would you let him question your sexual abilities just because he’s the man doesn’t make him sane - I haven’t thought about that - You know what I think ? I think that it’s his fault and in order to keep you he paid the doctors to make you think it’s your fault - That’s so surreal - Surreal but still possible . he’s rich and he’s handsome there must be something wrong about him - And there must be something wrong about you too . you’re seventeen and you know way too much for someone your age - Maybe . still feeling cold? - No ! not anymore - By the way you’re saved . having children will make it worse - And why is that - You’ll have to fake being a happy wife and a happy mother . that’s way too much to handle - Maybe ! - Come I’ll drive you home - You’re underage you don’t have a driving license - That’s what makes it fun - I can’t really trust you driving - You’ve already given your trust to me .besides you’re too emotional to drive . give me the keys. - What if we get arrested by the police - We’ll deal with that - No you’ll deal with that - Whatever ! give me the keys - You won’t start teasing me in class tomorrow will you ? - I can’t really promise - Me neither ! - When is he coming back ? your husband . - Next week I guess - Would you like to stay over my small little apartment this week . I won’t tell I promise - I am not that desperate . thank you - It’s a big house you’re living in and it’s getting cold these days - You’re inviting me to your apartment don’t you have parents ? - I do , they’re somewhere else in this world - I don’t really know about that - Look here’s a better deal you said your husband is coming in a week right and you wanted to know about my life I’ll let in my private life for this week and when your husband comes back you give me the book back and then we can both forget about all of this and go back hating on each other - That’s crazy - You’re in or not - Am actually that desperate ! am in - Great ! you won’t regret it It’s the morning. they both head up to school . few hours later classes were over and the night is on for both of them. - How do you manage looking this great. asked the girl .you had no sleep yesterday - That’s no strange for me - Yeah right you’re perfect - So where are you taking me today ? - Wait and see - Are we there yet . you’ve been driving for three hours now - Wait just wait - You don’t know where we’re going do you ? - No I don’t - Do you know at least where we are it’s getting late The girl remains in silence , she doesn’t answer the question - Oh my god we’re lost - So lost actually - The car is running out of gasoline - It is ? The young woman cracks out laughing - Is there something funny that I am missing - I am lost in the middle of no where with my student and the car is running out of gasoline . how cool is that - There ‘s only one way to escape this . I’ll push this piece of trash to its limit and we’ll see where we get said the girl as she was speeding up - Hey hey hey slow down . are you trying to commit suicide ? The girl speeds up more and more - I said slow down you’re loosing control on the car .stop you’ll get us killed Fortunately the car stops as it ran out of gasoline. the young teacher takes a deep breath - Thank god ! that was close ! - What was close - Death ! - No it wasn’t - That’s what I felt - You can’t really know what death means - Let me guess you also know what death means - It’s none of your business - Why are you speaking to me this way - Because am rude - No seriously what’s going on here - Nothing I hate talking about death or suicide - Then why do you keep looking to the cemetery every morning - It’s also none of your business - I talked about some of my secrets you should do the same too - I can’t - Then try ! come on we’re spending the night here . so you said that your parents are somewhere else in this world .where exactly ? - My mother is laying in a grave and my father is trying to get over that - Your mother is dead ? - That’s a silly question you know - Am sorry for that - You don’t have to be. she decided to die , she committed suicide - Why ? - I don’t know . everything was too perfect she couldn’t stand that anymore I guess . are you satisfied now ? - I didn’t really mean to bring up such a memory . I just wanted to know why you got upset out of a sudden besides I found it very weird to see you looking to the cemetery every morning - Her grave is there - That explains all - No it doesn’t . nothing is really explained to me . everything was perfect , she was a good loveable teacher , she had a loving rich husband and a perfect girl why would she commit suicide ? - So that’s why you have this big hate for teachers - No it has nothing to do with my mother - No it’s all about your mother - Can we stop talking about this please ! - Okay ! The two woman stayed in the car in total silence thinking of a way out , a way that leads them back home - I found a solution . said the girl - Which is ? - See that car over there - Yes - We’re taking it - What ? - You heard me take all of your things out of this useless piece of trash and follow me - You can’t be serious - I am serious actually - I can’t believe that we have just stolen a car . said the young teacher as she was getting into the stolen car - We did not steel the car we just borrowed it - How did you learn borrowing cars ? - Practice - So this is not your first time - No it is my first time . first time with a partner - Am not your partner - Yes you’re right you’re my teacher - As much as it feels bad , am having a good time After a long ride the two woman finally get a way back home . they park the stolen car somewhere near the beach , clean it from their finger princes and go back home It’s been only one day since she moved to her student’s apartment but somehow it feels like forever - Don’t forget to take your pills . said the girl - I already have - Great ! - Where are you taking me tonight - Wait and see This time the ride wasn’t that long they soon reached their destination - So this is where you usually spend your time . asked the teacher - Stop complaining and get in - There’s no way that am getting in this bar - I am not here for the drinks am here for music - You can have music at home - Get in please - No - Yeah right you can’t go to bars you’re married to someone rich and you’re a teacher you’re too classy for such a trashy place . now get in - Okay . but we’re not buying drinks - You’re wasting time The bar was way too crowded with people some of them were drank , others were high . a big wave of people dancing on some loud trashy music this place is no good for sober people . - So what do you usually do when you come here - I keep laughing on drank people , dance and leave as easy as that - That’s fun for you ? - No you’re right reading a book would be more fun . for god’s sake enjoy your life - What shall we do now - Watch me The girl gets two drinks - You said no drinking - Who said am drinking - What did you bring these for ? The girl takes the glass of wine and spreads it all over her neck and face - Now everyone will think am drank while am not . I’ll get into that big crowded wave of drank people and lose it - That’s sick - Come on give it a try . said the girl as she was getting into the dance floor - No way you’re leaving me alone here The teacher had no choice but to spread the wine all over her face and neck , pretend to be drank and walk to the dance floor . at first she had no clue what she was doing but then she started to feel some kind of a weird feeling , she was actually having fun so she gave it up all the way : the classiness , the glamour and the good behavior and she gave herself to the loud trashy music . Next morning , she woke up late so she couldn’t get in time to work ,the headmaster made her a remark and she couldn’t care less and as she was half asleep she decides to make a surprising test . - That was mean actually . said the student as they were having dinner - Why ? - Because you were not testing us , you were just too tired to give a lesson - Am the teacher that allows me to make surprising tests - To test students not to feed your need to sleep - I don’t really care about that - Well some people do - So what now ? - You have to fix it - Any suggestions - Not for the moment but I can think of something - Let me know when you come up with an idea - How about you correct the tests as you usually do but instead of giving bad marks write notes instead - I usually do both there’s nothing creative about that - So here’s the deal you put the notes and I put the marks - That won’t be fair - And what you did is not fair too , besides I know those students better than you do . I know who cares and who doesn’t I’ll make sure everyone gets what they deserve - Deal . let’s do it it’s Tuesday again , for some students this Tuesday won’t be just a day . today the young teacher will give them back their tests , today they’ll figure out whether they screw it up or not . all faces were terrified , scared , they should be their lovely teacher is merciless when it comes to mistakes . somehow marks weren’t that bad something was wrong about that but nobody cared anyway they were too happy to notice that their marks were way too good . the two woman shared a little smile as the others were reading their notes . she has got a note too , a big bold-written note in red : MIND YOUR PUNCTUATION ! . - What was that note about ? said the girl as she was playing with her teacher’s hair - What note ? said the teacher while she was waking up to see the girl’s face - The “mind your punctuation “ note - Oh ! you’re speaking about the test - Yeah ! I guess - No , it’s just weird , for me at least , you thinking about a note in such a beautiful place - You’re making me feel that this is our first time to settle down here - Yeah well it still feels like it’s my first time . I’ve split my first secret to you here - So what was the note about ? - Why do you keep asking about it , it’s just a note for god’s sake - I want to know what’s wrong with my punctuation - you really want to know ? - dying actually , I’ve been thinking about it since I got the paper - you haven’t used any punctuation mark even though , you was asked to and to be honest if you don’t pay attention to this next time you’ll be terribly penalized - I hate punctuation marks - Why would I care about that ? it’s your problem deal with it . she said as she laid on the sand - No you don’t understand I really hate punctuations - You hate everything about studying , punctuations are no exception I guess - Am serious I can’t stand using punctuations in my writings , I know it’s hard for you to believe but I actually know how to use them I have actually studied for the test - Why would I be surprised to hear that ? am a good teacher , studying for my tests is a pleasure not a burden - First of all we’re not talking about you here you’re perfect I get it there’s absolutely no need to remind me of that second thing try to be more serious this a real issue - Okay am seriously speaking now . what do you hate about punctuations ? she said as she got and sat properly - I don’t know I hate putting an end to my things . writing isn’t just gathering words together , not for me at least , all those full stops and stuff it tortures my words - Not all punctuations put an end to lines some of them add more others give birth to new ideas - What if I don’t want to add a new idea ? , what if I still want to write about the same thing over and over again ? - A semi colon would help then , problem solved . she said as she was trying to lay down again - No don’t you dare lay down again can’t you see what am talking about here ? - Honestly ? No ! - Okay I’ll try to explain - No you listen to me , you’re making a problem out of nothing .punctuating your paragraph isn’t about putting an end to your ideas it’s about coherence okay ! - You brought nothing new to the case what you have just said is already written in your lessons ! don’t look at me that way am a actually a good students and I memorize lessons I just hate exams - See it’s all about hating - No I hate exams but not the same way that I hate punctuation it’s a total different kind of hate - Now am confused ! like really confused . - I hate endings and I fear beginnings . I get so terrified to an end to things and when I write , I get lost in my feelings , I can feel my words feeling the pain coming out of my chest . I got a lot of unexpected endings in my life I can’t really deal with that - They’re just words , they won’t leave , they won’t commit suicide . they’re all yours you get them under your control . - Maybe I do get my words under control but not my feelings - By the way you need some punctuations in your life too . you’re so rude The week is almost over so she starts wondering about the future of her weird relationship with her student , her husband is coming back in two days , she’ll give her back the book and the deal will be over what will happen then? - You’re still awake . said the girl breaking the young woman’s thoughts - I didn’t go to bed actually . what about you ? - I had a nightmare - Am sorry for that - Please don’t be . it’s no big deal I got used to nightmares , to this nightmare - You’re having the same nightmare over and over ? - I can’t sleep without it - It must mean something - Do you really believe that dreams mean something ? - I do actually . what was the dream about ? maybe we can find a explanation to it - I often get this dream about a young teacher in blue jeans, black jacket and a converse writing on the board , i think its my mother so I keep on calling her but she won’t turn around I keep on calling her over and over and when she finally turn around I get scared . the girl takes a deep breath. I get scared of her deformed face , sometimes she’s faceless other times her face is distorted - What if the teacher is not your mother ? what if it was me ? what if the faceless teacher was me it would make sense am living a fake life yet am not giving it up that would make my traits deformed - Maybe I don’t know ! - Come on let’s get you back to bed. Tomorrow was the last day of the week she takes her pills and heads up to work . she was going to her classroom when the headmaster called for her - Good morning miss ! - Good morning ! you’ve called for me ? - Yes ! I want to talk to you about something - Go head ! - What’s exactly going on between you and that student . he said pointing to the girl from his office’s broken window - What do you mean by that ? - I mean that you’ve been spending a lot of time with her . parents started complaining . they think that you’re giving her a special kind of care - And I should care about this because ? - Because you’re a teacher and you have to follow the policy . teachers can’t be friends with their students - I think that you should fix those broken windows and mind your business - So this is your last say - Yes ! can I leave - Yes you’re free to go Class is over . the two woman drive to their special place on the beach - So tomorrow is the last day . said the girl - I guess yes . thanks for having me in your apartment - Thanks for letting me in your life - You’ve already hacked it . I had no way to keep you out of it - Tomorrow you can go back to your perfect life - As if I had one ! - So you’re admitting that it’s all fake - I am feeling cold - Okay then look for a burning memory , speak it up and let it warm you - I was fifteen when I first had this dream , this big dream about the perfect woman who comes to change the world . I was so angry with this town and its people . I couldn’t stand people’s silliness and emptiness . I had to find a reason to live and I did . I decided to make this town a better place , I got involved in every association I could found , every charity but all of my hard work led to nothing . as I grew up I realized that we need a mental change . I thought that teaching will allow me to do that ; having control on my student’s minds , I thought that I can change the way they think but again it led to nothing and am stuck teaching grammar and dealing with stupid topics . I thought that I can change the world but it changed me instead and as I got married I gave up on all that . but then I still have this greed to perfection , I need to be perfect , everything about me needs to be perfect ; otherwise , I won’t feel at ease - That’s why you’re faking happiness . to make everyone think that you’ve got a perfect life . you want them to envy you for that. - I don’t really want them to envy me , I just want them to seek perfection the way I do - You want them to fake having a good life - No I want them to have a real good life , to give up silliness and dirt and get to see the real meaning of life - And why do you think that life is the way you see it ? - Because it is - What makes you so sure about that ? - I had a dream about it . I believe in my dreams - Have you reached perfection - I thought I did when I first got married . - But ? - It doesn’t feel that good . - Perfection or marriage ? - Both actually . I thought I got married to someone I love , I did but the love faded away now am married to a name . I thought I got married to someone rich , I did but that made a object , a piece of furniture , a station that he stops by whenever he come back to town - Leave then ! - It’s not easy - You can’t give up on your fake life - Maybe ! - So I practically know everything about you . what does that make us ? friends ? - Hell no ! - Yeah right you’re the teacher - Tomorrow you’ll get your book back and I’ll get my privacy back The sun is up , she gathers her stuff , the clothes , the heels and the pills and she goes back home . he is there , he is back . - Where have you been? . he asked - I couldn’t really stand coming back to an empty house , I stayed with a friend - I am sorry - Yeah I know you’re sorry you’re late again , you was way too busy to call and you’re leaving again.you don’t have to explain I understand - I am so lucky to have such an understanding wife - And I am so lucky to be the busy man’s wife . she said sarcastically - Hurry up . get dressed !. I am taking you somewhere ? - Where ? - There is this fancy new restaurant , I thought it would be nice to try .besides all of my friends will be having dinner there tonight - I don’t want to go - What ? why ? - I hate fancy restaurants - But I told my friends that my pretty wife is coming - Take your new car . it’s fancier - What are you saying ? - You’re looking for something pretty to brag out with . take the car - I don’t need the car . I need you - For what ? to make a perfect entrance , to show to your friends that you’ve got a perfect wife , a perfect life - What’s wrong with you ? since when we talk to each other this way - Since I figured out that I am not perfect - We have to discuss this when I get back . you’re really loosing it - Oh You’ll start questioning my mental abilities now - I hope that you’ll be more calm when I get back tonight - Enjoy your fancy dinner ! And as she was tired , she takes her pills and sleeps early . she won’t wait for him to come back . - Good morning beautiful . he said - Good morning - Feeling better ? . - Better than what ? - Than yesterday - Oh yesterday ! - Is there something wrong ? - I have a terrible headache - Listen don’t misunderstand me but I really think that you should consider visiting a psychiatrist - You think I am insane now - No ! no I don’t I just think that you need to talk to someone about what has been going on with you . I don’t think that you got over it ; you know your problem with babies - My problem ? it’s my problem now - No ! I didn’t mean it that way . I meant your disability to have kids - Disability ? I don’t remember doctors saying such thing actually as far as I remember they said we’re both sane so it’s not my problem actually - Yeah but they gave you a lot of pills to take , I think that was their delicate way to say that you’re not able to have kids - I think that that was your way to feel sane - What do you mean ? - I’ve been taking pills for a long time and we’ve been trying so hard but it led to nothing . just let that sink in for a second - So you’re saying that it’s my fault - Am saying that you should make some analyses , you’d never know - So you’re saying that am sexually disabled - no I am saying that you don’t have the right to question my sexual abilities - neither do you - look at yourself , you’re cracking out of rage and anger just because I hinted that you can be sexually disabled and you’ve been questioning mine for so long now - I didn’t know that you was hurt okay - I am not hurt , why would I be . I made my analyses and doctors said am okay . you’re the one who should be hurt - What do you mean ? - Make the analyses ! clear yourself - You can’t be serious right ? - What ? are you afraid that it might turn up to be your fault - You’re doubting my sexual abilities . he said as he grabbed her from her arms - What are you doing ? - Proving that I am a complete man . he said as he threw her weak body to the bed - Don’t you dare touch me - You’re the who’s asking for a proof . am giving you one ! Few moments later , both of them were laying on the bed naked , silent , she wore her clothes as she was leaving the room , the house . she took her bag and left to her student’s room As she got to the apartment she kept thinking about how cruel he was , she was disgusted . she couldn’t stand the idea that she just got rapped by her husband . she was loosing her mind so she decides to take a pill and as she was looking for one she discovers that she has got two different kind of pills in her bag ,she recognized hers but she couldn’t tell what was the others .somehow they looked familiar , of course they are , she saw them before , last year when the police arrested that fat student , the drug dealer . those pills were nothing but ecstasy She has been taking ecstasy instead of her pills but how did she get those in her bag . there was only one person who could get access to her bag , there was only one person rather than her husband who knew about the pills . her , the girl .she looks into the apartment trying to find a proof and she did find one . the girl had more of these pills hidden under her pillow . it’s all clear now , it’s all explained : the reason why she was talking to the drug dealer , the reason why she kept on asking her to take the pills , the reason why she kissed her yet she still can’t understand . - What a surprise ! said the girl as she was getting into the apartment - Why do I have ecstasy in my bag ? - Oh you found them - Fortunately - I can explain - I don’t need you to explain , it’s all clear . you’ve been playing me all this time - Not really ! just let me explain - I don’t care about your excuses . I just want you to know that you’re really going to pay this time . said the teacher as she was leaving the apartment She had no where else to go so she headed up to that special spot on the beach, she took off her sunglasses and cried her eyes out . - I knew I’ll find you here . said the girl - Leave ! - Don’t bother screaming you know I won’t - What do you want ? - I am not here to explain ! am here to confess , to the beach - Go find another place to make your silly confession - This is my place , I am the one who brought you here remember ! - Okay then make it quick ; the confession make it quick - I meant it when I said that I needed a reason to hate you , I should hate you you’re a teacher ,you’re perfect just the way she was , my mother , you’ve got her dreaming eyes , her fake life and her good sense of glamour I couldn’t stand that . at first all I thought about is to find a way to destroy your life , I wanted you to feel the pain cracking into my bones . I wanted to see you suffer , I wanted to enjoy ruining your life . I had the perfect plan to destroy your career , your good reputation but then when I got close to you I figured out that you’re as lost as I am . I couldn’t stand that either . I couldn’t bear thinking that you might have the same destiny as my mother . I had to warn you , I had to open your eyes . when I first changed your pills I was waiting for a perfect moment to break you down but then - But then you discovered that I’ve got no life - No , I discovered that you’re hiding some good stuff behind those expensive sunglasses - You could’ve told me sooner - No I couldn’t because the only way to get that decent person inside you was drugs . don’t deny it , you enjoyed the ride . you said it all , you was honest to me , to yourself . you was real and gave up some of your fake habits , you admitted everything . I couldn’t tell you that those word came out because of drugs - What an excuse ! - I swear it’s the truth . why did you come to my apartment - I left the house , I’ve got no where else to go - What happened ? - We had a fight - You can stay with me - No - I am not really asking of guilt , am afraid to go back to an empty house . it’s full of nightmares - I can’t go with you - You’re still mad aren’t you ? - Let’s just give it some time - So we’re both homeless now - You’re right . you’ve got no where else to go - So this will be our home . said the girl as she was looking to the beach. It’s Tuesday again , she has no nerve to go to school ;however, she goes earlier than ever , she leaves her bag in the teachers ‘room and takes a walk around the hallways - Can I have you for a moment ? asked the headmaster - Of course ! I’ll be there in a minute - I’ll make it quick , I need you to be honest with me . he said in a serious tone - What’s going on ? - You tell me what’s going on ? . I found these ecstasy pills in your bag - You was looking into my stuff - No ! actually I was moving your bag to the other side of the table and as it was open those pills fell down on the floor . would you please explain to me why do you have ecstasy pills in your bag - These are not mine ! - Then who’s - Remember the girl you complained about me giving her a special kind of care . these are her’s . I was getting close to her in order to find a proof to back up my theory and I did . the girl bought the pills from the fat boy , they’re working together - Oh my god ! drug dealing again he can’t be serious . the school reputation can’t stand such shaking news - Then deal with it silently . call for their parents - I will . thank you so much , this school needs teachers like you - Yeah I know . let me know what happens next The young teacher left the room knowing that she technically destroyed the girl’s future But somehow she felt that it was the right thing to do - Who’s car is this ?. asked the teacher as she was referring to a big classy chic car - Your student , the one who’s drug dealing . that’s her father’s . said the headmaster - Her father ? - He’s such a rich decent man , I can’t really know how can a girl like this be his daughter - What do you know about them ? - Nothing much ! all I know is that he’s going to take his daughter somewhere else and pay enough money to make us forget about the drugs thing The young teacher kept thinking about the girl , she remembered the biology book , she thought it’s time to give it back to her . as she was packing it into her bag she had some curiosity to know what makes the book so special to the girl so she opens it . the biology book was nothing but her mother’s diary . - I don’t really know what to say . said the teacher - You don’t have to say anything , I understand. You had to lie in order to save your career . said the girl - Am sorry - Don’t be . you said you’ll make me pay , am glad that you finally did . - So what’s gonna happen now - Nothing ! my father is going to take control over my life now . he believes that I am up to no good - I brought you the biology book - Great now give it to me - Not before you hear what I have to say - Give it back to me please ! - I red it , all of it - How dare you ? - I understand why she did this . I can see why she committed suicide . I can explain - I don’t need to hear your side of the story . give me the diary - She loved you more than anything , you was her only way to escape darkness - And I am supposed to believe that right ? - When will you leave ? - Tomorrow morning .why ? - You’re wasting our time . come on let’s go to our spot The two woman got there . it was dark and cold . it was just the way she wanted - Why did you bring me here ? the girl asked - To make a one last confession . we’ll both get ecstasy and we’ll both confess - You’re asking me to do drugs ? what happened to you being a teacher with morals - Forget about that . it’s all fake - Should I go first ? - No , I’ll go first - That’s weird - I am serious - You’re always serious - I got it all figured out . you didn’t get those ecstasy pills for me , well not all of them at least . some of them were for you . you was about to commit suicide . I do really read students’ essays . your first fifteen lines paragraph was about suicide . you wanted to kill yourself and let me suffer . you changed my pills and you bought some for yourself . that was your plan wasn’t it to end your life and to blame it on me - Are you waiting for an approval or a denial ? - Am waiting for the truth - You have already said it - Admit it you’re missing her - It was a Saturday . I was waiting for her to pick me up from school , I kept calling her phone over and over . I was so pissed off that I had to wait for her . I came back home to a dead body . she was laying on her usual couch , she was wearing her Dior perfume , her chic clothes , she was looking perfect , pretty as always . she was dead just dead even her suicide , it was perfect . - She had no choice - Choice for what exactly . she had everything people wanted - She had everything except what she wanted . she wanted a life , a real life . she was not seeking perfection yet her life was perfect . I can see why she ended her life because that could’ve been my destiny if I didn’t meet you . she was a dreamer , she wanted to see the world , she wanted to make a change , she wanted to do something good , something big to this town . - That doesn’t explain why she committed suicide - She couldn’t fake being happy anymore . she was having a double life . dreaming of a world and waking up to another . she couldn’t mix them , she had to choose between her dreams and between you . she gave up on both . - She could’ve take me and run away . she could’ve ask for divorce . she could’ve speak it up - She was too tired to do that . have you visited her grave - No . I tried but I couldn’t - Come on I’ll take you there The two woman reach the cemetery . it was so silent , so dark and cold - Don’t be afraid . I am here - We’re high and we’re having a walk in a cemetery how cool is that - That’s her grave right - It is - I’ll leave you alone with her . I’ll be waiting in the car said the young lady as she was getting out of the cemetery The girl started speaking to her mother’s grave as she was crying her eyes out - I forgive her . said the girl as she was getting comfortable in the car’s seat - You do ? - Even though I still can’t get over her death , I forgive her . - you should get over her death - so now we technically know everything about each other what does that make us - it makes us strangers ; perfect strangers - we could make a perfect couple you know . only if I was interested in you - who said I’ll agree on that - you’re still thinking about the kiss aren’t you ? - honestly no . I was thinking about my husband - what about him - he rapped me that day - what ? is that even possible ? I mean for a husband to rape his wife - it is . it happened to me - that’s awful - I know that’s why am putting an end to all this . am taking a stand - How is that ? - I am an English teacher and am about to set this shitty place on fire . I am an English teacher and am going to change the world . screamed the young teacher as she was getting her head out the car - No you’re high and we’re about to get arrested - High ? we’re not high - We took ecstasy remember ? - I lied about that . those pills were just sedatives . I wanted to prove to you that I can be honest without drugs - You played me like a fool . again - I don’t care about that - Look it’s the sunrise ! - Yeah the night ended so fast - I have to leave ! - Yeah I guess it’s the good bye - Maybe ! - Let’s go to the metro station - We’re not heading up to the same place - I know let’s just wait for two simulate opposite metros . let’s leave on the same time - We don’t have to do that . - You hate endings . I am trying to make you forget about that The two ladies stood the one facing the other . same place but two different sides - Do yourself a favor . set this place on fire and get a life . said the girl - I will I promise The metros came . they both left Seven years later , nothing really changed the sun still raises up from the east , people are still waiting for the black knight to bring the light through the dark night , the sun still sets down to the west , people are still suffering from misery and brains are still a mystery . Seven years after she left after she sat the place on fire and ran away .this is her first time to come back to town , she was glad to leave and now she is glad to come back . she has a lot of words to say , a lot of stories to tell , a lot of work to do , a lot of change , a lot of light , of hope and a lot of money . The first place she decided to visit was the school , the shitty school with the falling classrooms opening on the cemetery , the old school where everything started , where the hope was born , where she finally decided to take a stand and quit , where she figured out that she was as dead as the corpses laying in the graves , the school that she sat on fire nobody knew no one suspected a thing that was her last mistake to make , last crime to commit , last lie to tell she burnt all of her fake memories as she was setting the place on fire and as she was watching the flames eating the dirt out of the falling walls she made a promise to come back again with a real life , to bring a bran new fresh breath to this place , to wash away all the pain and to make a change . she is back now , she made a change , she was the one to set the place on fire and she is the one who brought life to it again . she walks in the school , she had no car to park she heads up directly to her old department , everything was bran new no more dirt , no more darkness , no more death . she was walking through the hallway when her sight captured a familiar body shape : a young woman in blue tiny jeans , black jacket and converse. something about this outfit seemed familiar . her curiosity to know the identity of the teacher led her in the classroom - Hello ! good morning ! may I come in - You have already came in said the anonymous young woman while she was turning around to face the speaker - No freaking way ! what the hell are you doing here ? - Hi ! how are you ? it is so nice to meet you too . said the young teacher sarcastically - Is this a sort of a sick jock because I can’t believe my eyes . she said while hugging the young lady so tightly - Yeah well I missed you too ! - God I missed you so much - Am glad you still remember me - Shut up you know you mean to me - That was seven years ago - Someone is being emotional, since when do you have emotions ? - I’ve fallen into the dark whole of emotions ever since we kissed - You’re still rude - And you’re still pretty The young teacher was no one but the same black dressed , lost , disturbed , lonely girl . Coincidences , they seldom happen but when they do they mean something . seven years ago the same place probably the same room the two woman were not the same as they are now . knowing who is the young lady was not enough to feed her greedy curiosity she had to ask about every single detail that led the rebellious girl here - So how’s your life ? she asked - Well am a teacher - I can see that you’re still a good tease but seriously how’s your life ? - I don’t really know what to say a lot happened , listen I don’t really have time to talk now would you wait for me ? - Oh take your time I’ll be waiting here . Hundred of theories came across her mind as she was waiting , series of questions needs to be answered : what happened when she left ? how did she get over her dark past ? did she even get over it ? how did she become a teacher ? she is too naughty to become one Unanswered questions kept crossing her mind . a few moments later the wait came to an end - Sorry for making you wait for me ! you know students and stuff - Yeah I know I used to be a teacher - Really ? I don’t remember that - Would you stop teasing me am dying to know what happened to you in the last seven years - I grew up I guess you know I had to cope with all the drama that I had in my life , all the mistakes that I’ve done and now am here - Am glad you’re alive by the way I seriously had my fingers crossed that you wouldn’t do something terrible to yourself - you can say it you had your fingers crossed that I wouldn’t commit suicide the way my mother did . - No that was not what I had in my mind honestly I was afraid that you would die from an overdose you know drugs or sadness or maybe over thinking about me - Too much confidence as usual . said the young woman rolling her eyes and smirking - How did they allow you to start teaching ? what the hell are you teaching in first place ? sarcasm or seduction ? oh poor students ! - Am a biology teacher and what you said is offensive - Drop the act . I know you better than anyone in this place how did you go from being such a naughty girl to this grown up mature woman . - I told you I grew up . she said softly , putting her eyes down to the floor calling for a moment of silence . do you remember the dream that I spoke about seven years ago the one that kept haunting me , whenever I go to bed - The one about the faceless teacher ? - Yes - what about it ? I thought that we solved its mystery - that’s what I thought too but it turned down that we were wrong . the faceless teacher was neither my mother nor you . last time I had the same dream the teacher finally turned around . the teacher was nobody but me and that’s why am here ! - and am a proud mother . she said as she was deeply looking into her eyes - you’ve heard my story what about you ? I saw you on the news you’re waiting for the elections right ? - yes . that’s why am here actually - looking for support - kind of . this was the first place that I’ve changed I can use that - yeah I’ve heard they kept talking about you for weeks : the young teacher who gave up teaching and gave all of her money to rebuild the school - yeah I enjoyed that - how’s your husband - I don’t have one - No way you got divorced .she screamed out of happiness . you finally got rid of that jerk - Yes I did . I got the money and left the town - Too bad am married - What ? you’re what ? - Yeah I know I’ve ruined our last chance of finally getting together - Would you please stop your silly sarcasm am serious how did you get married ? - It wasn’t that complicated actually I met a guy and I got married to him - I do really need some air this is way too much for me to handle - Yeah I know I had the same reaction when I figured out that you sat the school on fire - Who sat the school on fire? - You’re still a bad liar - I don’t really know what to say - I know what you need - We’re not getting high are we ? - No I gave up all my bad habits unfortunately - You’re not pregnant right ? - No I am done with that phase - No way you’re also a mother - Two boys . - I can’t imagine you as a mother - You should stop by one day . you have to see the boys - Yeah sure . I’ll stop by - So where are you taking me - Home ! am taking you home . The two woman left the room , the school and drove home , their home .


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