Everything soon
fell into place on the third day of school. I remember it as the day I
discovered my life was a lie, and the countless secrets which had been hidden
from me by my adopted family, finally came to light.
It all began when Isaac decided to approach me. We hadn't directly
spoken since the first day, so I assumed he didn't have the guts to face me. I
finished my lunch only to look up and find him hovering over my desk like the
grim reaper looming over a deathbed.
“Can I have a word with you?” He asked.
I turned around to say look at this guys , Isaac wants a word with
me, until I realized this wasn't middle school anymore and my friends
had all abandoned me to go to different schools instead.
I suppressed the feeling of being
friendless, and rose to follow Isaac as he left the classroom. I wasn't surprised
when he failed to start-up a colorful conversation, so I decided to ask the one
thing I'd been dying to know.
“So what's going on with you and
Annie?” I asked.