Kristy Monelea Point of view
We continue eating breakfast.
"By the way baby, I have already prepared your lunch and put it inside your bag so you don't need to bother yourself to prepare." My mom said.
"Thank you mama." I thanked her happily.
"Your welcome." She replied.
I quickly finished my food and started preparing myself to go to school. Yes, even though I am poor, a lower breed, but I'm still studying and going to school is like I'm going into my place of death.
"Hayst! I am going to experience hell again." I murmured to myself.
I am now inside my bathroom and looking at myself in the mirror. My sister said that I am very pretty. I can see that I am really pretty, but this kind of image is useless. This face only brings trouble to me.
"Kristy, you have to hurry or else you will be late. It's already 7:45 AM." My mom informed me.
"Oh no!" I said, panicking. I quickly dry out my body, comb my hair, and wear my uniform. I feel like I'm a flash from doing all that.
I take a last peek at myself in the mirror and now that I can see, I am presentable enough. I didn't waste any seconds and instantly grabbed my bag. I see my parents are talking in our cute living room but the moment they see me, they stop talking.
"Ma, pa? Everything's all right?" I asked them.
"Everything's all right baby. Come on, I will give you a ride." My papa said.
I didn't say anything and just nodded my head. They look weird, but I decided not to mind it anymore because I'd be late. It takes 10 minutes to finally arrive at my school.
"Thank you papa." I thanked my papa and kissed his cheeks.
"Your welcome baby. Always be careful, okay." He said and I nodded and smiled at him before I got out of the car.
I saw my papa do a u-turn and drive away from my spot and here I am, standing in front of the gate of my school. I started walking slowly. I kept praying in my head that Elisa wouldn't see me. She is a great bully of me and I don't understand why.
A moment later I heard the bell rings.
"It's time for first period class." I shouted in panic inside my head. Without giving any thoughts, I started to run, heading to my room. I kept running until I was now in front of my room. I stop as I bend my legs and back because I am a bit exhausted.
"Finally, you show us your pretty face." I heard a very familiar voice.
I don't need to turn my back to know who she is. Based on her British accent that I love to listen to, it's no other than my great bully, Elisa. Without recognizing her presence, I immediately let myself inside the room. Too bad our first period teachers are still not here. I was hurrying to sit on my chair and did not notice that Elisa was following me behind.
"Huh! Do you really think that you are so smart, aren't you? If you want to run away, you should do better, Kristy." She was grinning in front of me.
I know it, she will degrade me again just like what she always did. I was just sitting on my chair silently without giving her a response and did not look in her way. My whole focus was directly on the cold floor. There's nothing much to tell about my school. I am studying in an ordinary school. There are some good students but mostly bad students.
"Why are you not answering me, huh? Look at me, poor lady." Elisa said as she gripped my chin with her right hand. This woman is very strong, the moment her hand touches my chin I feel a sting. She forces me to look at her. I am now tilting my head upward because of her job. I was very scared as I looked at her.
"Say my name." She commanded using her brave voice.
"Huh!" That's all I can say to her.
"You are really stupid. A very simple order and you can't follow it completely and accurately." She scoffed at me.
The other reason why I miss my big sister is because she always saved me from my bullies. Before she left, she really took care of those bullies from me, but Elisa is my new bully and she is not the only one because a lot of them are spreading their wickedness inside this school. Girls or boys are not afraid to make fun of me.
"I rank first in every subject. I don't feel like I'm stupid." I whispered and I knew she knew me.
The other bad part why I hate this school is that you are being bullied but your classmates are just looking at you. They never ever tried to help you and I was like, don't they have any emotions? Why does no one pity me?
"What did you say?" She looked scared. I was observing her hand. She raised it as if to strike me.
I closed my eyes and waited for her palm to plant it on my cheek, but a lot of seconds had passed and there was none. I slowly opened my eyes to know what had happened and I was shocked to see that there was someone who stopped her hand from doing what she wanted to do with me.
"W-who are y-you?" This is my first time to see that Elisa is stuttering while talking to someone. She is smiling with admiration at the new guy. I swapped my sight from her to him. He is tall, handsome, but emotionless. That's the thing that I've noticed about him.
"Who is this guy?" I asked inside my head.
"Are you new here?" Elisa asked him again, but this man remained silent.
"Oh, I'm sorry! My name is Elisa, by the way." Elisa introduced herself but there was still no response.
"Is he mute?" I can't help to think, as i am just observing them in front of me.
I saw how Elisa tried to touch the man's hand and how much the man took his hand away from her reach.
"What are they doing exactly? Are they playing?" My talkative mind again.
"Who is Kristy Monelea?" After a lot of minutes of waiting, he moved, finally, he moved his lips.
I was about to slide from my chair that moment I heard from him.
"WHAT?" And I completely slid on my chair the moment I heard the angry tone of Elisa. She is scary.
"So do you know who she is?" The tall man asked her in a serious voice. The two of them are looking at each other while my classmates are looking in my way.
I instantly stood on my feet and sat back on my chair. I pretend that I didn't see them, that I was not the one he was looking for. Maybe I have the same name here. It's not very surprising though, it's a big space and having the same name is just normal.
"I do know her and I HATE HER." Elisa answered him and stressed that she hated him.
"Where is she?" The man asked her again.
"What do you want from her?" Elisa asked again.
I feel like a statue in my spot. It's hard to breathe when your name is being talked about and you are just listening.
"WHERE IS SHE?" The man shouted and it scared all of us.
We are looking at him openly. I was about to run away when my classmates' fingers were pointing my way.
"THEY ARE TRAITORS!"