Havoc In Me

Chapter One (One Day Normal Day) “My god she’s a freak!” “What an ugly sight really this early morning?” I was walking at my school corridor and every day that’s all I heard the word FREAK. I laughed inside because on how shallow these people are. When I arrived at my classroom as always, I sat at the back of the room. Its not like I wanted to sit here but these people around me don’t want my presence in between. It is not a problem to me. I don’t like them too. When the class is over, I go directly ahead at home and pack my stuff since its already summer vacation here in Florida where we currently residing. We will be going to Wyoming to my family's house. Its really far but its okay. This is the only time I'm going to be away from this place. Its not that I do not have a choice, but my mom is here in Florida and I don’t want her to live here alone. “You ready to go?” its Mom who’s standing at the door smiling at me I nod and pick up my stuff I'm so excited about going home since it's been like 10 years since the last time I went there. “For sure your grandma will be glad to see you” she added. I smile again as I put my luggage at the car trunk. We will be taking a plane because we do not have the whole day to drive because my mom needs to attend her meetings via Zoom so she still brings her work there. We are not poor. We are not Rich too.. We're just an average household who can get whatever we want if we want but I'm not spoiled like that. I don’t need material things. All I love to spend my time is doing my paintings… When we arrived at the airport, we put our luggage to the check-in station and after we just got our boarding tickets. “I'll just go to the Comfort room. Go ahead first in the VIP Lounge,”my mom said. I just nod and wear my earbuds to play some music in my phone. As I was about to enter the VIP lounge since were traveling First Class Cabin. Again We're not rich. It's just like my mom loves to be comfortable anywhere she goes, even if it costs her a fortune. “Excuse me, you're not allowed to enter ” The security guard blocked the door so I stopped and looked at him. “Sorry?” I said Why im not allowed we have first-class ticket I wanted to say that to this guard so he was going to let me in but my social anxiety kicked in. I noticed other people around already looking at us. “Maybe she’s a thief based on her outfit. She can’t afford to enter that” I heard a girl say that, so I looked at her and she was looking at me in disbelief. Yeah, she might be wearing nice clothes, but her attitude is trash. How dare she rely on my outfit? Just because I'm wearing jogging pants and a jacket I already look like a thief? “Miss, can I check that bag? It looks expensive. It doesn’t fit you, did you steal that?” this security guard suddenly said. I was shocked and looked at him. Everyone in that place started to gossip about this incident. “T-this is m-my mom's b-bag” I was stuttering already because of the bunch of people looking at us. I tried to look around and see if my mom is coming but I could not see her due to the crowd. “That is an old style. Just give that expensive bag to me or else I will call the police” he threatened me I just looked down and held so tight on my mom’s bag and waited for her to find me. “Excuse me she’s telling the truth. I saw her mom give that bag to her on the counter.” I heard a deep tone of voice I'm trying to see who that guy was but I can only be able to lift my head and see his shoes. “Do you know her Sir?” the guard asks the man who suddenly speaks up. “I do not know her personally, but I saw her with that bag with the elegant lady who I think goes to the comfort room,” The guy said again. He is telling the truth. “What’s happening here?” it's mom who suddenly came and touched my shoulder. “Sorry Mam, we are just being strict on everyone. We think that she stole that bag and trying to enter the VIP Lounge” The guard confidently says deep inside I really wanna punch this guy face! “She needs to give us that bag to find the owner where she stole it” the guard said again. “What the hell is wrong with you?! What stole? This is my bag and this is my daughter!” My mom suddenly shouted, there she’s a hot-tempered woman, so good luck to this guy. My mom got the bag in my hand and got her wallet inside as she showed it to the guard. Her ID’s inside, even her passport inside the bag is along with mine. Everyone there is starting to gossip about this. The guard just stood there and I felt his uneasiness. “Im sorry miss. I didn’t mean to suspect her as a thief” The guard looked so nervous. “Get me your manager! Oh no no! I will call the CEO and report you directly You judging people based on their apperance!”my mom hissed as she dialed her phone. I held her hand and stopped her. “Mom let's just go inside. They are all looking at me and I feel uncomfortable already” I said and looked at her. She just sighed and got my hand and hold it. “My poor baby” she said As we enter the Lounge and go to our respective chairs there while we wait for our boarding time. I looked at my mom who was weirdly looking at me so I raised my eyebrows and spoke. “What?” I said, and then she just laughed. “You just tough at home, but when you're outside you so fragile and you need protection,” she said and sighed again I looked away and looked at my iPad. What can I do I become like this. Aside from my appearance that so far from my mom. They said I got this from my dad my face is full of pimples my lips is all chopped even my hair is a mess. So my dad is ugly too? I have never seen him or remembered his face in person since he died when im still 4 years old due to sickness. That’s what my mom said. He doesn’t have any photos since he also doesn’t like to be photographed, my mom said that me and my dad have really the same attitude really have same mannerisms and other things. That’s why she is so heartbroken when my dad died and almost forgot me they said I was left alone and only our maids took care of me. When I found out that I understood she was grieving. So I learned to be alone without asking any help because I don’t wanna be a bother. When its time to our flight my mom held my hand so tight and walked with her head high I didn’t understand her how she so proud that I was walking beside her aside from her elegant aura how come she don’t feel shy that she had a daughter with this kind of face. “Don’t overthink I love you my daughter” she said and looked at me. I just smiled at her and continued walking beside her until we got inside to our flight cabin. We just sat there. This is gonna be a 4 hours flight so maybe I will just nap and get all my energy so I can roam around when I arrive to our vacation house. To be continued…