of the ordinary. Norah thought about calling the police to report what almost happened so they could go and check to make sure the three weren’t out terrorizing someone else that fit whatever bill Dawn wanted. She ended up deciding against it when the more she thought about it, the dumber she sounded. Who would believe her? No, she didn’t want to invite that kind of crazy into her life.
Morning came quickly and with a bright and waking sun shining through her open window to keep Norah from becoming Sleeping Beauty. Norah was more tired than when she went to bed and would have loved to just skip school but her grades weren’t the best. She knew she couldn’t afford to skip.
Groggily she went through the motions of getting ready. The bathroom was first; teeth brushed, face washed, and then it was into the kitchen to pack a lunch and pour a glass of water so she could take her pills and vitamins. Swallowing the chalky chunks of rubber filled with medications, Norah couldn’t help but make a face in disgust as she could feel it slide all the way to the back of throat and down into her stomach.
When her whole wardrobe was black, it was easy to put clothes on. A long black Free People dress with a wide cut collar and lace sleeves, 2-inch Kate Spade kitten heels, and a black wide-brim hat fit her taste. She paired it with some hand-made jewelry she’d bought at an artist’s market and headed out the door.
With time to spare, Norah stopped to grab coffee and sat in her car sipping it in the school parking lot. Looking around, she knew she was lucky to have her own car. She’d never been a private school brat and she knew a lot of her classmates didn’t have a lot of money. If Norah had gotten along with any of her classmates, she would have given them a ride home every day if they asked, knowing the terrors of the bus system. For the most part, people had left her alone but once in a while there would be that creep who’d make gestures at her or leer. She didn’t feel unsafe riding the bus but it was better to not have to deal with people.
Draining the last dregs of the steaming cup of energy, Norah headed inside, stopping to grab books from her locker and toss the empty cup in a garbage can. Stepping into the main hallway where all of the lockers were located, it felt like stepping onto a red carpet. Every single time, her heart started jumping and it felt like everyone around her was staring and talking about her. She knew it wasn’t the case but it was still a strange anxiety that hit her daily either way.
Taking a second to take deep breaths with her head inside of her locker, she masked her need to do so by making it look like she was looking for something deep in the back of the locker. Pressing her head on the cool metal while focusing on the sound of her lungs and the pounding speed of her heart, slowly Norah could shut the door gently and walk to her first class with her emotions under control.
Not exactly the epitome of the perfect student, Norah had an even harder time paying attention to the words coming from each of her teacher’s mouth. After school she was supposed to go to the food bank to work but instead, she found herself driving back to the coffee shop in San Marcos. She felt obsessed, unable to think of anything else but the trio and she didn’t know what she expected to find but she ordered her regular drink and sat down at her regular table. Norah thought she must have a death wish.
Norah brought out her school books but trying to focus on her schoolwork was hard. She didn’t want to fall even further behind than she already was and not paying in class was a good way to do that. She had to re-read everything that was already read and discussed to play catch up but her mind began to wander again despite all of her efforts.
The sun had been set for an hour when Norah gave up, giving a deep huffing breathe at how useless she felt. She sat up, kneeling to pack her books back