Italic= Flashbacks

Regular= now

Bold= her thoughts

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I felt so smug that day. Who wouldn't love seeing boobs painted on your school.

It took some organizing from all the girls since we needed some ladders and a lot of spray cans but we did it before the guards caught us. So now we all stood mean girl style watching everyone surrounding the wall laughing as the teachers stood horrified.

Of course they were horrified this was a catholic school after all. Showing skin is looked down upon in any way, even if it's an ankle. 

We watched the principal storm around red faced trying to calm the bantering junior cycle kids while the senior cycle students, us, stood very aware of what was happening.

"You!" I heard demanded from behind us and turned to find the principal staring directly at me.

"Yes m'am?" I put my hands down in front of me and used the appropriate approach to responding that people seemed to do here, unlike public school. 

"Are you responsible for this?" she was now towering over me, still very red in the face. Her ears poking out from under her short flaky hair.

"No m'am," her eyes stayed glued on me letting the seconds tick by till she finally went off questioning others.

"Oh that was priceless Vervain you actually got the innocence look down!" the curly haired red head exclaimed as we both broke out laughing causing the whole group to follow.

"Commence step two ladies," smirking I looked us all over, grey dress shirts and black nun like skirts all around, almost causing me to puke.

Father actually thought this place would change me, oh boy was he in for a surprise.

Step two was now underway as we all stood around the cafeteria catching a few eyes. We had made whoever sat at the last seat move, as the girls waited for my signal.

"Hey boys!" I screamed causing everyone to go quiet. I had realized very soon as a student that loud noises were not permitted here and already saw teachers moving in now.

All our feet stomped onto the cafeteria seats and made our way to the middle of our tables. There were about 8 of us in total and the boys and girls couldn't stop looking between us as we pulled down our skirts and threw off our shirts, kicking them off the tables, to reveal our cutest bikinis.

"You ready for some fun?" grinning I danced around a little letting everyone get a view and was responded with shouts , hollers and whistles as teachers ran around trying to get us off the table.

After that I was smirking all the way to the principals office, my father not excited but not surprised, when he had to pick me up to never return again.

***5 Years Later***

Another day another place. That's the only thing I learned from my father. I rushed around throwing my clothes into my carry on and paint supplies in my suitcase.

The hotel room was pretty much a motel throughout each place but I didn't mind I only needed it for food and sleep. I picked up my bags and ran out, my dark hair flowing behind me.

I kept it casual, sweatshirt and leggings with sneakers, for the airport days. Ticket in hand I jumped into the awaiting taxi sure I was close enough that I wouldn't miss my flight.

By the time I got there I was eager to feel the rush of the plane taking off. You could say it was my drug.

Throwing my bags over my shoulder I headed to the front, gave them my boarding pass and passport and headed down the tiled halls to the carpeted ones. My heart was racing I wanted to get on the plane so badly.

I tapped my feet as the line slowly decreased to allow me through the metal detector and out into the small local airport waiting area. The seats were all blue with silver hardware and I didn't want to spend any time in them.

Looking down at my ticket I let my carry on rest on the floor for a second when I realized I was early. Really early.

My flight wasn't until 3 pm and it was about 10:27 am. Seriously how did I mess up that badly? Heart sinking I grabbed my bag again and headed over to the shop they had. Only a few people seemed to be here leaving me room to order right away.

"Could I have a toasted cream cheese bagel, tuna sandwich and a large hot chocolate please?" smiling up at the older looking lady, who nodded, head sulking from boredom

Leaning against the counter I turned to look at my surroundings a little more. The walls were almost all windows showing the few amounts of planes that stood getting their much needed break. If planes were people they'd go crazy, never getting a day off.

Next I looked at the people who seemed to be maybe 100 at the most. Many sat in the germ ridden blue chairs, suitcases beside them. Many were comfortable clothes and those who didn't were given the trouble of putting back on whatever had jewelry attached.

Laughing I watched as a girl struggled to put on her necklace, a pile of other jewelry placed beside her.

"Here you go. That will be $7.85," I turned back, placing the money on the counter.

"Thank you," struggling slightly as my bag slipped off my shoulder I sat at a two person table, feet resting on the other chair, bag slipped over the back of mine.

Chomping into the bagel that still radiated with heat I grabbed out a book and leaned back to let my mind wander.

When it returned I checked my watch to realize it was now 12:45 pm and I was hungry again. I planted my feet on the ground I walked back up to the counter, ordering the same thing, and turned to see what new characters had arrived.

What I found was a dirty blonde haired boy staring straight at me. A little taken back I felt my face pinch itself in confusion. The boy still stared at me, eyes slightly glazed it seemed. He looked to be hunched over his table, head resting on his arm. His dying grass green sweater laid against his torso lightly as his grey joggers seemed to pull themselves down, the weight of the fabric draping towards the ground. 

Maybe he's daydreaming?

turning back I payed the women again and made my way to the table where I chomped into the bagel again to only be rewarded with cream cheese going everywhere. It wasn't that surprising since my white hoodie was already covered in stains. My sleeves looked like I played with dirt on a regular. 

Shrugging I picked up my book and began reading. As I was scanning the words I let myself allow a peek at the boy who had somehow sat across from me, a table down. He had bought what seemed like 3 sandwiches that were also surrounded by packs of candy. At this moment though he was stuffing his face, chocolate coating his lips.

Sighing I went back to my book only to reread the same page over and over. I felt like something was wrong so I snuck another peak only to find the chair vacant. The only remnants were chocolate crumbs and a sandwich wrapper. Kinda rude to not clean up after himself if i'm being honest. 

Dropping my book I looked around to not find any sight of him anymore, not many places to go to either here. Looking down at my watch my heart flipped at seeing it was 2:30, time flies by when you reread a page a bunch I guess. I jumped up and quickly packed away the remaining food and made my way over to my gate.