The Story of Torre Prinn

[Toiletprincess]

The hallway swarmed with the loud buzz of hundreds of eager voices but only one sound was what I heard, it was amplified in my brain and pounded in my skull like a bad headache. The sound that haunted my nightmares and left me crying in the corner, rocking back and forth until the tears that I so desperately begged for would no longer respond to the pleading sobs that scratched my throat like sandpaper.
Click click click
The footsteps of the person who had the eyes like concrete and the mocking smile. The body that held a heart colder than ice and blacker than obsidian. The one who bore the frosty laugh that emitted endless cruelty. Her judgmental eye always searching the crowd for that one person, that vulnerable, sensitive outsider that can't fight back, can't speak up.
Me.
I shrank against my locker, knowing I'd lost my chance to escape before she pranced through the hall with her head held high. She was the queen of this place. Everyone feared her like a ruthless leader and the silence that hung in the air as the crowd parted to let her through made me squeeze my eyes shut, my heart thumping like a great bass drum in my chest so loudly that I could hardly hear myself think. I clutched onto my books for dear life as I felt the gentle brush of cloth by my arms and cold misty breath on my face.

So there was my introduction to a new story I'm writing that was inspired by the song Magenta and a drawing of my OC- Toiletprincess or 'Torre Prinn' that I made. I hope you like the introduction and I'll probably write the first chapter tomorrow. Woo \o/

 

[Toiletprincess]

I might be introducing people from the community that I know but I'll giving them more suitable non minecraft names or their real life names (as long as the community already knows it) but I will make it obvious who it is so your not like "IS THAT SOMEONE WE KNOW? IS IT IS IT?" (The 'cast' if you please will be listed at the bottom of every chapter, besides Torre Prinn who is an OC so yeah.

Chapter 1 - Stage fright
I grabbed my bag as I ran out the door, feet thumping on the hard concrete.
I need to get to school before she does.
I erupted through the school doors and teared down the bustling hallway just to collide into someone and get thrown back onto my backside. Just what I needed. I avoided eye contact with the person as I hastily gathered the books and loose papers that had splayed out like petals when I'd dropped my open bag. "S-sorry, sorry, sorry. I'm s-so s-sorry! I apologise, I didn't mean t-to I'm so sorry-" Soft laughter filled my mind like a warm blanket as I finally looked up at the unfortunate person I'd crashed into in my frantic hurry. The girl was around my age with a pretty smile and cute freckles that added to her friendly appearance. She had semi-short dirty blonde hair that was tied back in a pony tail and big grey-blue eyes that were lined with long, dark lashes. She was short and skinny and wore a white t-shirt with 'I <3 One Direction' on it and red skinny jeans, coupled off with black flats. She grinned at me and stuck her hand out to help me up and I gratefully accepted it, getting up myself without putting any weight on her even though she'd offered to help.
"Hi!" She greeted me cheerily, beaming at me as I let out a muted whimper.
"Hello," I breathed sheepishly, a timid smile on my face and my eyes locked on the floor.
"I'm Caitlin!" She remarked and I stuck out my hand, expecting her to take it. She didn't. Instead, she thought it would be suitable for her to pull me into a bear hug and squeeze the life out of me.
"I'm Torre Prinn," I squeak shyly, awkwardly putting my arms -sort of- around her.
"That name is so cool!" She half yells, doing a little crazy dance, the bracelets on her wrist flopping around uselessly.
"You think?" I mutter, looking at my hands and shrugging tentatively, pulling my dark hair in front of myself like a curtain.
"Hella yea!" I stared at her blankly through my hair and she grinned brightly for the thousandth time in two minutes. "Okay, maybe I'll see you again later!" She called back at me as she skipped off, a bounce in her step that made her oddly approachable.
I let out a breath that I didn't realise I was holding, pulling my hair away from my face and straightening up, looking around.
Okay, so, English. I can do that.

I clenched my jaw in an agitated fashion as I gaped at the teacher.
Drama?! This is English!
"Torre." Everyone looked at me.
I looked at her with an expression that was both confused and terrified, my eyes pleading silently.
"Come up here."
I shook my head, the blood rushing to my face as I forced the desperate sob down.
"Now."
I stared at her in complete silence, unmoving, 30 pairs of eyes silently judging my every choice, my every action. The teacher stared back, a stern expression on her face as she slowed down her words as if talking to a disadvantaged person.
"When I say now, I mean NOW."
I shook my head again, tears making my vision go blurry. She couldn't understand, she doesn't understand. I just looked at her, jaw clenched shut as I swallowed sob after sob.
"TORRE PRINN, I SAID NOW."
I gulped and stood up, slowly walking up to the teacher, my eyes locked on the floor.
"Now, demonstrate an emotion."
Everyone was looking at me, some with those damned mocking smiles and some with eyes that were warm but cold at the same time, those ones that said 'I feel sorry for you but get on with it.' I convulsed as I turned to face the other students, feeling sick to my stomach as I swore I was going to vomit. My vision started to swirl like smoke and I swayed on my feet, head buzzing. I just shook my head and peered at the teacher, my face going ash gray as I darted out the room, the world distorting and dancing before my eyes.
"Torre!"

Cast: Caitlin = cooliorules
How do you like it so far? c: Is anyone actually reading this? WHO KNOWS! I don't care either way cause I just enjoy having somewhere to write.

Constructive Criticism is always appreciated ^-^