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Sophia's Journal

By AmeliaDarkholme All Rights Reserved ©

Drama / Romance

PART 1, CHAPTER 1

PART 1, The Interrogation
CHAPTER 1 – Sophia Williams
 
“Why did you do that, Soph?” the shrink asks.
 
“Why did I do what?” Sophia replies calmly, leaning back on her seat.
 
“Why did you set fire at school?” the shrink elaborates.
 
“Why not?” she shoots back at him, a crazed smile crosses her pretty face, her eyes dazed as she relieves her memories
 *The Termination Day, January, Senior Year*

 
“Sophia, wake up!” shouted my mother loudly as she banged her fist on my door. I gave no reply.
 
“Sophia, wake up!” Mum shouted once more. My eyes were half-opened, head stil buried under my thick blanket.
 
“Sophia Etain Williams! Wake up this instance!” my mother bellowed, her voice louder than a thunder. I snapped my eyes opened and groaned. I really didn’t feel like going to school.
 
“Sophia, wake – “
 
“Fine, I’m up!” I half-snapped. After rubbing the sleep off my eyes, I went to take a shower, preparing for fucking school.
 
I seriously hated school, with every fibre of my being. If hospitals were where innocents were born, schools were where hypocrites and liars were born. We should call school ‘ the shithole we all can’t escape’ instead of ‘the place to study’. Out of a thousand-something bastards that inhibited school, not a tenth of them were on a good term with me. There was nothing you could learn from all the shits that happened in school. Sure, all of my straight As came from the school and the Satans people called teachers. But, other than that, all I got from school were hatred, trauma, and depression. There was nothing good about school.
 
I was raised to always fight my way to victory and freedom and, as cliche as it sounded, power. My parents taught me to never just stand there and watch like a poor, helpless sap. No, they taught me to take care of stuffs my way, bend it to my will until I got the closest I could to the perfection I had in mind. At first, it resulted real good; I was never worried about my wellbebing and comfort and safety. I always knew that everything could be taken care of, that I had all control over my life.
 
But, as I grew up, I began to realise that there were stuffs that were out of my control – that I couldn’t control everything. It got me scared shitless, not to have any control. I’d been controlling almost everything I knew and had since I was a mere toddler; my things, people I knew, the conditions I lived in, and even my fears. I loved my parents to bits – I’d kill for them – but I couldn’t help to feel disappointed of the way they taught me about life and the whole shebang.
 
I felt like they had lied to me.
 
“Are you gonna eat that?” my sister Lily asked, poking my toast repeatedly. It turned out I’d been staring at my breakfast for minutes, didn’t even bother to touch it.
 
“You can take it if you want,” I said, pushing my plate on her way. Gleefully, she began to eat all of the toast.
 
“Mum said to tell you that you’ll be picking me up from school today,” the fourteen year old said whilst chewing.
 
“Really? Why not her? Where is she now anyway?”
 
“She got some things to do, monthly groceries and stuffs like that. And she’s in the kitchen right now, tidying the mess from her cooking. Dad’s left while you were taking a shower.”
 
“Oh,” I muttered. That was when I heard Danny’s car in front of my house, and quickly bade my farewell to my family. By the time I entered Danny’s car, Lily and my mother were also about to leave.
 
“Hey, Mamadzilla!” Danny Andrews chirped cheerfully, waving one had at me while his other was steering the wheel.
 
“Just drive, Andrews,” I said as I looked back at my other best friend, Norman Anderson, who was undoubtedly busy texting his girlfriend, lying cozily on the backseat, occupying the whole place.
 
“How wonderful, Norman,” I commented dryly. “Not even greeting your fucking best friend. I’m severely wounded.”
 
“Hello, Soph. Nice to see you bitching at me this early in the morning,” Norman said monotonously, eyes still set on his phone.
 
“How’s Fiona?” I asked him. It was rather funny how the only girl in my year that I could stand ended up dating Norman, my best friend.
 
“She’s asking for a break up,” Norman sighed, finally putting his phone away into his pocket.
 
“Again? Wow..” Danny whistled. “This is like...what? The sixth time already?”
 
“Seven,” the boy in question corrected.
 
“Fuck, man...” Danny laughed. “What’s the problem now?”
 
“Well, that’s the problem,” Norman mumbled. “I don’t know shit what did I do now.”
 
“That’s what you get for being in a relationship, jerkface,” I taunted, smirking. Danny laughed, dangerously high-fiving me.
 
“Nice, Soph. Real nice,” Danny quipped with a cheeky grin.
 
“Gang up on me all you want. We all know how desperate you two are for a companionship,” Norman said. I scoffed. Not only the word ‘companionship’ was seriously out-dated, but the idea of me being in a relationship was simply ridiculous.
 
“Us? Desperate? Pfft... In your dreams, Anderson.”
 
“Yeah,” Danny agreed. “Why would I want to be attached with one bitch if I can sleep my way into thousands? That’s idiotic, dude.”
 
“Oh, you sick fuck,” I said in a sing-song tone.
 
“I’m what I am because of the fucking society,” Danny said casually, as if we were only taking about the weather. Even after four years, I still found it scary whenever he did that.
 
“So, here we are now,” Danny said once we entered the school’s territory. “Welcome again to fucking Preston High...”
 
“Seriously, who the fuck came up with the idea of high school,” I sighed, stepping out of the when it stopped, slamming the door of the car with rather too much force.
 
“Some stupid bastard, I bet,” Norman said, walking on my left side while Danny, as usual, took my right side.
 
People all started at us the moment we got into the building. Some of them were pretty good at hiding how blatant they were when they stared. But most of them didn’t even bother to make it discreet. It was like I gave a shit about it. It just still bothered me how they seemed like the didn’t have a life except picking on people they hated. Or on people they deemed didn’t  belong to breathe the same air as they did. People like me and Danny and Norman.
 
“Let’s skip class,” Danny said suddenly. “It’s only cinematography class for now. We’ll still have good scores if we’re absent for a month.”
 
“Danny...” I began. “We’ve been absent for far too many times. We’d get expelled one day.”
 
“We won’t be expelled – ever – if you’d just hear me out,” Danny said, determination filled his eyes. “Please, Soph?”
 
I glanced at Norman, who only shrugged. I couldn’t lie to myself and said that I didn’t want to skip class. I hated school with a fiery passion. Everything about school spelled bullshit. But, on one side, I couldn’t afford to disappoint my parents by failing school. No matter how much I hated school, I knew that one way I’d be able to purse my dream as either an oncologist or astrophysicist was through school – whether I liked it or not.
 
“Soph...” Danny sighed, running a hand through his blonde hair. “I promise you, I’d never bother you ever again after this.”
 
“Fine,” I finally decided. “But no more skipping classes after this, okay?”
 
“Don’t worry about that,” Danny said, a banana-grin on his face as he beckoned us to follow him.
 
“What is it do you want, Dan?” Norman said, watching our friend closely as Danny led us to an empty corridor. He grinned before he answered our lover-boy of a friend.
 
“I want to burn down school.”

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