Eighteen

I stayed indoors with Andra for the rest of the day. We were quiet most of the time and I felt like I was going to be alright. The next morning, I didn't attend any class. I could not bring myself to. Besides, I still felt sick, Andra had said I look so much pale. I didn't want to cause any more controversy about my looks. It was late afternoon when I heard a knock on the door and went to get it. It was Damien. I almost slammed the door back on his face. He was the last person I wanted to see. I felt miserable. The last time we talked he had warned me to stay away from him. He looked elegant as usual. His hair... I would learn to take my eyes off it. His eyes were unusually saggy but they only made him better. 

If only I could...

"Hi Paige"He smiled.

"Hi"

I expected him to say something, at least the reason he had knocked on my door but he just stood there, staring into me. I suddenly became self conscious. My hair is a mess, I look so sick, Andra sa