12th January 2016
Another cool day starts with a cool morning. Mumbai isn't usually cold but today is a bit chilly weather outside. No skirt today, I thought in my mind but destiny has planned something else.
Mom enters my room and asks me to get ready. I take a bath and find a cute light blue top with an A-line skirt and winter slacks to wear under the skirt with sandals having a 1-inch heel. Girls' fashion is another world, man!
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I feel some weird irritation on the skin of my chest, under the prosthetics, which I almost forget is my real skin but I ignore it and move out for school. This whole time I was thinking only about the results we have to display and welcome a new family member in the Taaleem family.
I recheck my to-do list in my mind. First, talk to the psychologist about John. Why they can't have a much easier name! Second help my team, I mean ex-team, to create the poster for the winner's announcement. Third, talk to Mr. Rajan about this damm irritation and get rid of it.
I should also call Mr. Mohit Shrivastava (Sabryna's assistant) to get further details about the whole thing. While all this thinking, suddenly Shubham comes behind me out of nowhere and barks like a dog. That stupid scared the shit out of me and started laughing like a brat.
I frown my eyebrows while staring at him. He continued laughing even while saying sorry. Thank God, Bhavika came to my rescue and slap him on his head.
Shubham, "Aauu."
Me, "You deserve it."
Shubham, "Oh girl, you screamed like an actual girl. Seems like someone is actually picking the role hmm."
Bhavika, "Stop trolling her... I mean him. Oh god, help me."
Me, "Don't bother god for this. You can use her for me as per my current condition."
Bhavika and I giggle together and leave Shubham behind because his classes are different from ours.
During the class, we excuse ourselves by asking permission so that we can create the poster. As soon as we step out of the class Bhavika started asking me about my further plans for the movie.
I tell her, "Even I don't know anything. Sabryna hadn't talked to me after the makeover."
Bhavika, "Maybe she is just busy."
"Sorry but I need to meet Ms. Psychologist." I leave her company.
Ms. Psychologist greets me as I enter her room and ask, "Hello Amayra. How are you? How may I help you?"
I reply, "I am fine ma'am. I just wanted to know about the progress of John. We all are worried about him."
Ms. Psychologist, "Oh! I thought you might need him with the path you choose and I must say that you are a very brave girl to come out."
"Thanks."
"John is doing well but he needs some time. It's hard to get through him and we made some progress at least."
"Can you please tell me a little more, if you don't mind?"
"Of course I can but it's just because of you Amayra otherwise it is against my work ethics to share personal details of my patients."
"That's a lot of help ma'am. Thank you so much."
"Listen carefully. Do you know any friend of him named Jasper?"
I start playing with my long hair while thinking. It almost became my habit.
Ms. Psychologist, "You look very cute when you do this. Please avoid it in front of boys. I don't want another love bird in my cabin."
My face turned red, "Sorry, I don't know anyone with this name." (trying to change the focus again)
Ms. Psychologist, "That's bad because he talks about Jasper only. I think he is John's imaginary friend. Maybe created by his mind to avoid feeling alone."
I, "So, it's not a ghost."
"What! Ghost. What are you talking Amayra?"
I think, "Oh god, how stupid of me to say this out loud. Now I have to make some excuse"
"I mean I thought he might be possessed because of his change in behavior. I am sorry."
"You should not think about such things Amayra."
"Yes ma'am. Please allow me to leave."
I come out of the room panting hard. It feels like I just saved falling off a cliff and this freaking irritation is also killing me now. I think I should take the day off from principal and visit Mr. Rajan and talk to him."