shadowrougeblaze

Mara stared out of the classroom window, ignoring the stinging remarks from her classmates. She sighed. Sometimes she just wished that it would all end. Then, she might be happy. She looked back down at her Geography work, which made about as much sense as Martian. She closed her eyes, moving a strand of platinum blonde, almost white, hair from her face. She opened her eyes again, glaring at the paper with her pale pink eyes, as if trying to burn a hole in it. She scowled and let her head fall on the desk. A wave of sniggers started, so that before long the whole class was laughing at her, even if many of them didn't know why. She felt the ac