Anything

She can be whatever the people around would want her to be— the good girl who knew of nothing but the rules and it’s smallest detail; the stubborn girl who can’t go against the norm.

She can be anything— despite the silence; her silence.

“She’s great, isn’t she?”

“What’s so great about her?”

“Is she for real or just for show?”

“What a freak!”

But her lips just curved into a smile as she walked down the hall, her head down and ears aware of the whispers echoing like the buzzing bees outside.

Anything but an open book, she’ll be.