Acceptance of Interracial Love

Continued - Chapter 1

The bell rang and both of them head to their classes. Her first period was Newspaper, and she was the Editor in that class. So, all the students under her were writers, photographers, and designers. She had to check all the work when they were done with their stories. 

Sometimes, she had to go take pictures and write stories for some new students. She had been taking that class for three years and this was her last year. She also received awards for being an editor in the Newspaper. Her teacher was impressed with her work and she liked her so much.

Her teacher Diasy Watson looking at Sara, “Hello, how are you? You are looking low today.”

Sara putting her bag down, “I'm fine Ms. Daisy, how are you? I just don't want to do anything today, is that fine with you?”

Ms. Daisy standing coming up to her table, “Yeah, of course. You can take a day off. We don't have anything important to do today, but you do have to understand that you do have some stories to edit and check on other students because I need to check and publish them as soon as possible.” 

After Sara does editing, the stories used to go to Ms. Daisy for final touches, and then the teacher used to publish them in the school newspaper or Yearbooks.

Sara putting her hair in a ponytail, “Yeah, I'll do them on Monday and don't worry everything will be done by the deadline.”

Sara went out of the class and wandered around the school. Nobody could say anything to her if she walked around the school because she had the press pass, which only newspaper or yearbook students had. So, the whole period she was out of the class and went to get Neha’s class because she was really upset and wanted to talk to her. Sara knocked on the door and Neha's teacher opened it.

Sara knocked on the door, “Mr. Brooks, Can I talk to Neha for a minute? I need to interview her for the Newspaper.”

Mr. Brooks looking down to see nothing in her hands, “Well, you don't have anything in your hand and how are you going to interview her?”

Sara thinking of making up some excuses, “Hmm, I know my questions and I won't take her for long.” He caught her because Sara used to go to Neha’s class often and made excuses to talk to her, so Mr. Brooks knew that she was just making up stuff to talk to Neha.

Mr. Brooks knew that she was from the Newspaper, so he had to let her to talk to her, “Alright, but don't take too long because we have an important review to do for our upcoming test and I know that Neha wouldn't want to miss that.”

Sara hopeful, “Sure, Sir.” Mr. Brooks called Neha and she came out of the class.

Neha closed the door behind her and getting angry, “What do you want now? I can't miss my class and you know that I hate missing stuff in the class. Why don't you do me favor? Go tell the principal that change my schedule and put me in the same classes as you. Then I can listen to you any time you want, and you won't have to worry about lying to everybody anymore.”

Sara in sarcastic way, “That's a great idea, but right now I'm not in a joking mood. I want to talk to you about something important and don't waste time cuz Mr. Brooks will come to get you soon.”

Neha hurried, “Okay, tell me what is it?”

Sara turning her face away, “I was rude to Mom and I know that she loves me, but when she comes to my room and always being overprotective; I get so mad. I just want to say sorry to her and want to tell her that I love her, but she doesn't need to be so protective of me because I can take care of myself.”

Almost tears in her eyes; she wanted to cry, but she hated to cry in front of people even in front of Neha. She didn't want people to know that she was so weak. So, she made everybody think that she was very strong, but inside her, she was very weak. Sometimes, people and her own family believed that she is very strong and she’s always happy.

Neha turned her to face to face, “If you feel sorry, then call your mom and talk to her. I know that she'll understand.” She was still into her class because she hated missing her lectures.

Sara replied, “you know I won't be able to do that. I can't be nice” both of them laughed.

Neha suggested, “you can do one thing, why don't you just forget about it and your mom will forget it too, pretty soon.”

Sara was still worried about her mother, but Neha didn't pay attention to her at that time because she had a test coming up, so she didn't want to miss the lecture. Suddenly, Mr. Brooks came out and told Neha that they're going to review now.

Neha hurried up to go back to class, “I'll see you at lunch and we'll talk there.”

Sara with a sad face, “Yeah, see ya” waving at her.