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A girl lost in translation. Cinema lover, currently crushed on Godard. Worst temper than Mr. Darcy's. Too concerned with politics and philosophy for a medical student. Left wing. Name a western and I'll tell you the story. ♥

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INVISIBLE (chapter 1 - part 1)

Anger. It was all I could feel at that moment. Everything was wrong and I seemed to be the only one to notice it.
I walked slowly under the rain that fell, trying to increase the distance between me and the large green gate that waited for me.
I tried to control myself, tried to put my face expressionless for no one could understand how I was feeling ... An idea popped into my mind. And if I ...? No one would know ... why not use my strengths? I remembered my promise: I could not do that.
My anger increased even more: it would be for me to be deprived of what I was right or I realized that my efforts were in vain as I realized I was passing through the green gate?
"I would not make things easy", I smiled lightly with my thoughts, "I never said I would."
"Keep the promise ... I can not go back on my word." I remembered again. If it wasn't my pride, I would not continue with all this farce! I promised I would stand a year! One year only! And now they had broken their promise, forcing me to stay in this school. Didn't anyone see what I suffer at this place! No one noticed how much I hated it? I do not fit here ... I did not want to stay here and the other kids did not seem to care that I disappear from this scenario.
This school was divided into two groups: the first consisted of everyone except the two in the second group, and was the group of people that don't like me (not that I like them or give them some importance), the other group was me and Daniel.
In fact, there is a reason that holds me in this place: Daniel. He is the only person with whom I speak, my only and best friend. When I came here last year, I had no intentions of making friends with these people (quite the contrary). However, Daniel was an exception ... it was different.
Daniel is the best friend anyone could have: he is extremely dear, funny and loyal. He has black scruffy hair, he's dark-skinned and muscular (although thin). He's always calm and smiling, which I deeply admire because I get angry easily.
As I thought about Daniel, my anger began to fade. The school patio was full of people, but I got through it quickly. Lucky for me, the area of the lockers was empty (this way I would not have to endure the curious stares of contempt of other students). I was tidying up some things in my locker when I heard someone, a few steps behind me, muttering:
"Damned rain!"
"Daniel!", I yelled at the same time leaping to embrace him.
Daniel grabbed me in a bear hug and pressed me against him. I could not remember how he used to be so hot, even in a cold day like today his temperature wouldn't change. The last vestiges of my anger disappeared.
"Daniel ... you are crushing me.", I said, my voice muffled in the middle of his embrace.
"Oh ... sorry!", he exclaimed, smiling, and added in a disapproving tone "Misa, you're all wet!"
"I didn't bring umbrella.", I murmured, looking up (I forgot to mention that Daniel is taller than me).
He even glanced at the hood of my coat.
I made a face. I did not have to tell him that I had not craved use the hood. He didn't insiste ... he knows how stubborn I am.
"You are terrible!", he exclaimed.
I was flooded by a wave of happiness... finally I stood by my best friend. The anger I had felt a few minutes ago seemed to have been a nightmare that was now far away.
The bell rang, echoing throughout the building.
"I forgot we were here.", I sighed. Anger was trying to reappear but the warmth of Daniel's embrace annulled it incessantly.
"One day you'll have to explain me the reason for your aversion to it.", he whispered, pulling me to the classroom.
That was exactly what I could never do and my reason was simple: I liked him too much, he was too important to get involved in my problems.