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Arabella Rivera 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

For an entire hour, I had occupied myself by rearranging the books on my desk over and over. It was not like I had a tendency to be an organized freak. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

It was just that, the thought of leaving high school in a few more months made me a little antsy. Okay, a lot. I was literally thinking of every possible bad scenario. One where there was a stack of books burying me or two getting a B on an exam. I wince by the very thought. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Letting out a breath, I stepped back a little to observe my work as I dusted off my hands. I hummed staring down at the neatly piled books stacked to the very left corner of the desk. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

No, the history book looks too big to be at the very top. 

 

 

 

 

A little again and it would flatten the rest of the books in a stack of flat pancakes. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

books again and placed the history book at the very bottom. Stepping back again, I dusted off my hands this time with a soft smile

 

 

 

 

 

 

was about to set. The golden hue of

 

 

 

 

 

 

something in her head. It was only a few minutes ago she saw them stacked on the right corner when she came

 

 

 

 

 

 

you’ve arranged them again.” She smiles tenderly and places the tray on my

 

 

 

 

 

 

though she was a teenager at the time. She was of Mexican descent and was now the age of

 

 

 

 

 

 

a soft awkward giggle. Gertrude knew how fidgety I got when it involved school. It was not seeing the children again that had me on edge, but it was the pressure to

 

 

 

 

 

 

succeed in this world, one must always fight to remain at the top of the chain. Their words had been

 

 

 

 

 

 

It was not a lie though,

 

 

 

 

 

 

is that I could never seem to lie to her. She just sees right through it. Something father and mother

 

 

 

 

 

 

Relax.” She utters and uncovers the food

 

 

 

 

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