She Smiled - A Stort Story

 



She smiled. Even though spend most of her time struggling with bullies, She smiled just as so no one will know. She smiled, even though she wanted to burst her eyes out and cry. She smiled as she waited for a better tomorrow where she wouldn’t be bullied for having blue eyes, which she thought, were the most beautiful part of her body. 


She had got on her bus. A seat in the left corner was left for her. As she walked towards it, the usual scribbles of ‘loony’, ‘blue eye monster’ and ‘outcast’ welcomed her. She smiled as she felt, those signs greeted her. She peered out of the window and saw the other children going into the canteen with their friends. Ah! Friends! Another thing she had. 


Jay had entered the bus. She quietly removed her bag from the side seat. She somewhere in her heart wished that Jay would come and sit beside her.


Jay, a standard teenage crus might be the only boy in the school who hadn’t called her loony. Maybe, because he didn’t know she existed, or maybe he just knew that even calling her loony didn’t matter anymore as her existence had only been noted by her librarian as that was where she spent most of her time. She didn’t expect that she will ever be known to him except she when bullied. It was much of a daily routine. Waking up, getting into the bus, reaching school getting smirked, and punches and rude comments from the ‘popular kids’ and the ‘mean girls’ she just, kept up with it. No question on how…..


Today they had observed that she had some nail polish on. They began had begun taunting her and she just lowered her head and walked ahead. And smack, one of them had just thrown the basketball straight on her face. She couldn’t hold up once more, she cried as she went to her class. It had become quite late by the time she entered her class and the teacher had already come. She rubbed off her tears and entered the class with her fresh smile, though no one might notice it, she smiled, always. 


Her face was remarkably red; the teacher asked her was anything wrong.

‘Child, Is anything wrong. Your face has a red round mark of a ball on it. Do you need to attend the medic?’

‘No miss Tessy, I am doing pretty good. I wonder what has happened to my face.’


She had played her part pretty well. No one will know that she had been hit with a ball. If they knew, that would be the reason why they would snatch her tiffin during lunch. She was just about to sit when Jay stood up ‘Miss, She is lying. I had seen Emily get hurt as one of the athletic students bullied her. She was being teased by many and when she was trying to escape out from there, a ball had been thrown straight onto her face.’


She looked onto Jay, his face was genuine. She smiled, she smiled as she knew, a person whose attention she longed, acknowledged her.


She was woken up from her reminiscence as she heard a few girls giggle as they asked Jay to sit with them. She was smiling, not because he was always around, just because she always did. 


She started looking out again, she thought how lucky she would have been if she was one of the girls with whom Jay would prefer to sit with then she would…..


“Emily, would you please not mind if I sit with here with you?”

“of course not!”

“Emily, I always wanted to tell you, you have the most amazing eyes I have ever seen. Don’t let anyone ever make you feel bad about them.”

“I wouldn’t.”


Then the bus took off. After long, Emily was smiling not because she wanted to show she was alright, But because she was happier than ever. She smiled as she never did before.


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