Everything was a lie
"Oh! come on dad. I am not going to that low standard school. Even the internet has no information about that school."
"Yes! it's all my fault that I got transfer in this town and it had no good school nearby."
"No! I am not blaming you"
"Joe, please co-operate. I am going out to bring something to eat. Do you want something?"
"No, thank you."
"Come on. Cheer up, lad. It's not that bad."
"Hmm. Sure." I sighed.
He walked towards his car with some documents in his hand.
I knew he was not coming early. He would probably be going to work. If I was in Camber, I might have called my friends over to play something or to party. But I was in Hallstatt and it's a completely new place for me. I know none around.
I sat on the couch staring the black screen of my laptop. I knew, now I had no choice but to opt that school.
I forgot to introduce myself.
My name is Johan Smith. But you can call me Joe. My friends used to call me Joe. I like this nickname.
My dad is in the police.
He got transfer in this small town Hallstatt and now he wants me to join a school nearby.
You must be wondering why my dad wants me to get that school only.
The principal of that school is one of the closest friends of my dad. So now I have no choice but to join it.
Even though the principal of the school is my dad's friend, I need to give an admission test.
"Stand up son!
Or you will get late for the test." Dad shouted knocking my room.
I could hear the utensils crackling in the kitchen. Maybe he was making breakfast for both of us or was trying some new recipe. He knows nothing about cooking and stuff but he is fond of trying new recipes.
I will be honest with you. All of the dishes, all of them taste gross. But every time I try to hide my emotion and tell him that it's awesome. It would cheer him up but some other times he can read emotions off my face. After all, he is my dad and knows me well.
I was not able to sleep last night. It is a new
town, a new place, new house, new room, new bed. Nothing was in its place as it was in my room back in Camber.
We, humans, are designed in such a way that we resist changes in our environment. The human body doesn't welcome changes. It's difficult to accept changes and to move on with it.
That's what was happening to me.
I knew that it will take time, till I will be able to get used to this new house and this new place.
I was not used to living in different houses and towns and it's not about one day or two. I have to spend the rest of my life here, in this house only.
Sometimes, changes can be painful too.
I was not able to sleep last night because of all this and I ended up scrolling net, the whole night. I fell asleep at 3 a.m. or 4 a.m. I am not sure.
"What's for the breakfast?" I asked dad who was in the kitchen pouring juice into two classes.
"Sandwich and juice. Maid will join her work from tomorrow. Please handle this for today." He said while bringing breakfast at the table.
"It's not a problem. I like your sandwiches."I said smiling at him.
And now, you all know why was there a smile on my face.
We sat for breakfast.
A big man with moustache entered the hall with a big bag in his right hand.
"I asked you to come on Sunday. Why did you bring it here?." Dad almost shouted at him. He took that bag and both headed towards the room of dad.
After 15 minutes or so both of them came back to the hall. Dad was talking to him in a lower voice. I was not able to listen to them. Man with a moustache made his way towards the gate and he exit. Dad came back to the table to finish his breakfast.
"Why were you shouting at him?"
"Oh! that? There are documents in that bag. Important documents. He was supposed to come on Sunday. That's why."
There was tension in the air of the hall. I had never seen my dad shouting on someone because of some stupid documents. He was a nice and good guy. He was always able to remain quiet in most of the tensed situations.
But today, it was different.
I assumed that it was because of work tension and maybe because of the new place and I ignored.
I know most of you too had ignored this but trust me it was my biggest mistake.
One more mistake of my life.
We all do this. Right? We ignore the changes in the behaviour of people around us, we ignore slight changes in their actions and BOOM
One day we found that everything has been changed.
No, no. My friend, you are mistaken.
Nothing has been changed in one day. It was all changing day by day, bit by bit but we had never noticed it.
"Do you want me to drop you to school?" He asked me cutting the uneasy silence in the hall.
"Okay, I will be ready in 15 minutes."
" I will be in the lawn."
He drops me at the school and went to his office.
I was standing right in front of the school.
"Eastwood high "
Name of the school was written in bold. Infrastructure was not large and developed as was of my previous school but it was not that bad as I imagined it. The building was divided into two parts and both were painted white.
I entered the premises of the building. Plant pots were placed in an unorderly manner. They were scattered everywhere. Colours of the wall were faded but the sunlight was striking the walls making them shine.
I asked security guards for the reception area and he told me to go straight and then left. I headed towards the reception. There was a cabin where the receptionist was standing, talking on the phone. She was in her 40s but she was full of energy. There were some chairs and a couch for visitors.
I approached the receptionist and ask where was I supposed to give admission test. She asked my name and told me to sit and wait.
I sat on the couch. It was old, brown coloured couch but it was soft. Soft as fur.
Students were roaming around in reception and corridors.
Here and there.
They were not walking in order. It was all Chaos.
Chaos was in my life too.
Maybe that's the reason I receive everything as chaos only.
You must be wondering. What chaos?
Let it be suspense.
But I can promise you. You will get to know. For sure.
I was staring at the wall right in front of me. There was a big clock hanging right in between the wall. I was watching the hands of the clock, moving. They were continuously moving.
Tick tick tick tick tick tick tick tick
They don't stop. Time doesn't stop.
Hands of the clock don't stop for me, nor for you. They don't stop for anyone.
Time is moving continuously leaving behind past.
But trust me you are not leaving behind your past. It's within you. Past is still with you. All the pain, all the remorse, all the fear, all the guilt is with you. It's growing within you. It's growing continuously. And it will explode one day at the wrong person, at the wrong time.
Tick tick tick tick tick tick tick tick and BOOM
Don't worry it's not the explosion!!
And now there were more students and teacher in the Reception area in corridors.
I was looking at the faces of people, students, teachers crossing the reception area talking to each other, heading towards classes, chattering.
My eyes stopped at a young girl. She was a student as she was all dressed up in uniform. Her hairs were shining because of the sunlight. She got this beautiful, beautiful but innocent smile and marvellous eyes. She was looking like a small kid in a park playing around with no worries, no traumas in his head.
I was continuously looking at her without blinking my eyes. She was radiating positive vibes. It was a pleasant sight for my eyes.
Oh, my eyes!!
My eyes were blessed to look at her, to look that beautiful smile, to look that beauty.
Oh god! She was a goddess.
So beautiful, so pure, so elegant.
I had some relationships in my past but they were more of hookups types. Nothing was serious. I date some girl, then there was some another girl.
But this time it was different. This feeling was different. I was feeling it. I was feeling it right there, sitting on that couch. I could tell you, it was different.
Yes, it was different.
That feeling was of love.
If you ask me now, do I believe in love at first sight?
My answer would be yes.
It has to be yes.
Because right there at the couch I fell in love.
Yes, you heard me right. I fell in love.
"Are you alright? I was calling your name but you did not answer."
"Oh yes. Yes.
It is just... I did not listen you calling my name."
My eyes were so busy capturing the image of beautiful girl, adoring her that I never heard the receptionist calling out my name.
"Principal wants to see you in his office."
"In which direction?" I asked receptionists because I was new in building and know nothing about where was which room.
"This way. Go straight."
Again, I rested my eyes on her. She was still there talking to a girl. I did not want to go anywhere else. I just wanted to see her for eternity. I wanted to adore her but I was supposed to be in office right now, so I headed in the direction of the office.
"Come in Joe." Said the principal as I thumped on the door.
There was a large table against the main door. The table was burdened with papers, documents, files but everything was beautifully arranged. It was a big room.
On the right side of the large table, there was an enormous size bookshelf where different coloured books were arranged in categories. On the left side, couches and glass table were kept, maybe for meeting purpose or something else. There was a cute plant pot kept right in between of the glass table surrounded by couches. Room was refreshed with the scent of roses. Principle was fond of plants and flowers, that is the reason there are plant pots everywhere. In the office too.
I entered the room. He was sitting at his chair with some papers in his hand. He was in his forties but was looking young. Very young.
"Sit down. Make yourself comfortable."
" Thank you, sir."
"I don't think we had ever met. Did we?"
"No, I never happened to come to Hallstatt with parents."
"I see. You hate Hallstatt. Right?"
"No, it's not like that."
" Yes, it is. Your dad told me about this."
"That you hate this place and you don't want to study in Eastwood high."
"No, it's not like that. I just miss the old place, my old school, my friends. That's it."
"Oh, lad. I understand. Just give it some time, you will like it more here."
"So you are here for the admission test."
"Yes. Receptionist asked to wait."
"I know. I know. Listen Joe, your father is my old good friend. He had done a lot for me. You don't have to give an admission test. Forget about it."
"Oh. Thank you for this."
"But please don't tell your dad. He won't agree to this. He is a man of ethics. I know him very well."
"You can count on me."
After a Lil chit chat and having a lot of information about good places of Hallstatt to hangout, I came out of the office. I checked my phone and it was 11 a.m. I hurried to the Reception area to check if that girl was still there. To my disappointment, she was gone. I was standing there with people moving around me in a hazardous manner.
I wanted to freeze everything up at that very moment and search where she was. I wanted to look deep into her eyes and wanted to know her. I wanted to know everything about her. I wanted to look at that angel for forever. I wanted to tell her how I feel for her.
But, but she was not there. She was already gone. It was looking like that love of my life was going away from me, far far away from me. But I can do nothing. Neither I know who she was nor where she was going.
People were still wandering around. Students teachers, parents.
Everyone, but not that girl. I did not want to see all these people walking around me. I just wanted to see that girl. Just her.
I was lost in my imagination. I was dreaming with my open eyes standing in the reception.
It was my dad.
"Yes?" I answered.
"How did the test went?"
"Yes. You are in school. Right?"
"Oh, the admission test. Yes, it went well." I lied.
"Yes, I am."
"New maid is home. If you have no plans, please help her with unpacking stuff and placing them in the right place."
" Okay. But how will I reach home? I don't have my car here."
"Driver is picking you up in 10 minutes. Wait for him in the parking area."
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