She was not even the slightest worried that she was yet to make a single friend and she was extremely grateful that no one cared about her presence, at least except her class room teacher ,Mr Stanford who was always sparing her glances almost every five minutes ,in all her previous class she had only been announced as a new student by the teachers, some had called her out in front of the class which took great effort from her while some didn't ,those she would forever be grateful to.
In all Genesis eight phobias , Scopophobia was the second most troubling one , the first being Androphobia a phobia she had managed to suppress thanks to the help of her father and Tom but it still gets to her on extreme closeness to a male stranger, the fear of been stared at or the fear of being the center of attraction , this phobia was the main and only reason why she couldn't at least not in this life be a celebrity. She just wouldn't be able to manage their life of being constantly watched by fans, anti fans and paparazzi.
At the moment she wished so badly that she was bold enough as the temptation to work up to her teacher itch deep in her skin but all she could was to invade the watchful eyes of Mr Stanford but who was she kidding all she could possible do was to crawl under her desk wrapping clasped legs , silently singing a soothing lullaby as she rocked herself like a rocking chair trying to calm are already built up tension.
She starts staring at the wall clock hanging above the class board wishing that the time could go any farther. It puzzled Genesis at times how she was perfectly able to listen to the teachers teaching and still at the same time worry about her fears but again she remembered how her maternal grandmother whom passed away due to a heart attack while she was still nine would praise her saying how great she was at multi tasking, her grand mother always made her feel comfortable always made all her fears go away and if she were Superman , her grandmother Bridget Gerald was her yellow sun and the rest of the world except her parents and her two best friends were kryptonite.
Finally the bell rang, she swiftly but carefully dashes out of the classroom to avoid the unstoppable, yesterday after class she had been stopped by Mr Stanford who keeping on asking her questions on why she wasn't yet in any of the school club while giving her scrutinizing looks , damn hell was she going to allow him waylay her today , seeing how keen he was on her joining a group, obviously she had only spend up to twelve days in the school ,to her it was still a little time for her to be jumping into one of the school's social clubs and it definitely didn't give her any joy in joining the school clubs ,in her former she had literally been forced by her female best friend Grace Northway on discovering that she had been without a school club for a almost a year , she ended up settling for the drama club but she did no acting she just helped with arranging the school theatre stage when a play was coming on.
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June sat on the new leather seats of her obviously new sport car as she tapping sound with her hand against her steering as she awaits the arrival of her daughter Genesis.
She let out a short laugh as she remembered how she had looked possessed when she bought the car earlier today. She was on her way to get a few household item when she stumbled on the red beauty as she calls it was up for sale as she drove around town, she remembered how she immediately hopped out of her blue mini van slamming her credit card to the buyer paying quickly for the car , she surely had a problem with slamming things.
June was pulled out of her thought as she spots her daughter who stood searching for her former car , the blue mini van , she could not help but crack a laugh , horning lightly she pulled her head out the window as she called out to her
"Gen!, hey over here"
Genesis was obviously not quick to catch on as she couldn't possibly believe her eyes , she swiftly walks up to the car carefully sliding in.
"Where did you get the car from Mom?" She questioned as she admired the beauty of the car.
"I had a lovely day ,why thank you my lovely daughter" June replied sarcastically.
"Sorry was just in shock" Genesis apologized
"No problem deary. I bought the car" June replies throwing a quick smile at her daughter
"Bought the car I thought you never did like this kind of cars ,that was dad's thing" Genesis replied and she was right , sport and fashionable cars were her dad thing , and her father also had a thing for fast moving cars , she remembered how her father would always take her on rides every Saturday evening round the city of New York and they did always stopped by at there favorite spot Downtown the name of the place and she already missed Mrs Troy , a widowed middle aged woman that owned the place.
Sighing June spoke out "Gen it is a new town you might as well do something new ,you should try that also you know getting out of your shell and not been antisocial"
"Yeah ,I prefer not to, keeps me safe at least I won't have to worry about my boyfriend cheating on me with my best friend simply because he is hot and popular"
"My dear child you do always have a come back don't you?" June smiled
"True, that is my thing" Genesis answered turning her head looking out the window as her mother zooms off.
"I have found a new therapist for you, I heard she is quite good" June spoke out trying to make conversation with Genesis ,the pass few days she had asked about school hoping it would help her open up but all her efforts had seem to be in vain
"OK , that is nice" Genesis replied not even turning towards her mother as she still looked out the window.
"I managed to book an appointment with her this coming week , she said you are free to come anytime you'd be available , wondering if you did be free or you have any after school extra curriculum activity on ground we could reschedule"
"I am totally free mom" Genesis once again replied without sparing a glance.
'O-kay" June answered as she gave up as she now concentrate on driving.
Genesis loathed almost all if not all her therapy session, her last therapist was keen on breaking her into seeing the light of the world and had an obsession with her committing suicide , the woman named Darcy Falon needed with immediate effect her license strip out of her and she wasn't fit to be a therapist to anyone it wouldn't be a surprise at all if she later hears that one of her client did committee the suicide,
suicide is for the strong hearted , it is not easy to just die she did always chant in her head when she felt she had reached her limits.
In no way was she looking forward to her soon to be therapist given that her mother who thinks she has a psychological problem hadn't already paid the person at least she was grateful that her mother always managed to pick out a female therapist for her , she felt more at ease with females than males , Tom and her dad were the only male in the world she felt comfortable with, Tom was her saving grace at her former school because of his popularity he managed to keep her away from the prying eyes of bullies , at a time most students in the school actually thought Tom was her boyfriend while outside the school her dad was her saving grace , with her dad she could smile freely, play freely and not have to worry about the world and it judgment.
Her two only saving grace were gone she couldn't help but feel all alone , how could she possibly face both the world and the school.