This is How it Was Meant To Be

This is a story about four girls - Willow, Janice, Tayla and Sofia - whose lives are interconnected, even though they don't realise it. Each of these girls unknowingly help each other out with what they crave for the most! This is a story I wrote to show how everything we do affects the people around us. Please read :)


11. Tayla

I had tried my best. I tried soap, I tried shampoo, I even tried using Mum's special face-pack, but my forehead is still branded with the 'L' that I so despise. True, it's started scraping a bit, but it still distinctly looks like an 'L' and I don't want that. My dermatologist said it would take a few weeks, but I'll finally be able to get rid of it.

A few weeks? Great. 

I went to school with a horrible hat over my head that was so big it drooped down and covered my forehead perfectly. It was a flowery sort of thing my Aunt Rose had bought for me and I had never quite liked it. But in this case, it had become a life saver. Even though it earned me disapproving looks from my teachers, I was saved the horror of having to endure Willow's taunts again. I was sure she would find something to tease me about again, my extremely silly hat for instance? But it turned out I was wrong. Totally wrong.

I did run into Willow today in the corridors. She was walking away from the basketball court with Kerrie, looking extremely happy. Great. All the more reason to pick on me. She and Kerrie had after all been partners in crime, hadn't they? I tried to do what I always did - slip away without getting noticed. And this time, miraculously, it had worked. 

Hmm. That's odd, because I'm sure a five feet four inches tall figure wearing an extra-large floral hat was hard to miss in an empty corridor.

But I wasn't going to stay there and ponder the reasons why Willow had chosen to ignore me. I grabbed the chance and rushed away, a few books falling from my bag in the haste. Damn. But I didn't stop even so. The books could wait. My life was what I valued more.

"Hey Tayla," Willow's ever-so-familiar voice crashed in my ears and I felt my heart drop. Of course. I had been too lame to hope she was going to let me leave after all. I turned slowly, but what I saw gave me a massive shock. I saw Willow's face SMILING at me, holding the books I had dropped out in her hands, gesturing me to take them from her. 

I gulped. What was she going to do? Hit me with the hardbacks in the head so I would pass out? But nevertheless, I reached out and grabbed my books. I was expecting a blow any minute but all I saw was Willow smiling. Smiling like she had never smiled to me before. In a friendly, understanding sort of way - not the usual cruel way.

"What's wrong with you?" I blurted.

She just laughed. So did Kerrie. But it was not the usual narcissistic laugh. It was a sympathetic and kind one. I blinked. What the hell was going on?

"Well, I'm not going to hit you Tayla," she said. "And sorry about that." She pointed at my hat. 

I had to pinch myself to make sure I wasn't dreaming. "What - aren't you going to tease me or anything?"

She laughed again, and after sharing a meaningful look with Kerrie, she said, "No. I decided I have better things to do than that. You have a life, so do I. And I'm not going to waste mine picking on you." She winked and walked away.

I just stared after her. Oh. My. Gosh. Had Willow been hit on the head or something? Had she lost her mind? Or did she have schizophrenia? There was no way to tell. This felt so weird that I wouldn't even have been surprised if pigs would start flying all of a sudden. But suddenly, my future wasn't looking dark and hopeless at all. Instead, it looked bright and Willow-free. Perfect.   

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