The Many Faced Girl

ext day I get to school, pretty terrified. Mateo saw me for sure, I remember being right in front of him. But what’s even more terrifying is that I don’t remember what happened and then I was just away. I got to my first morning class, I don’t even remember the subject. I was pretty much in my thoughts having a conversation.

Me: “Did he see me?”

Me: “Of course he saw you, you were right in front of him”

Me: “Yeah but how did I get away with it”

Me: “Is it really important now? What’s important is that you got away. There might be a small chance that we’re good”

Me: “At least nothing was taken. So the worst we’re looking at is being on school premises after hours and I’m not even sure it’s forbidden”

Me: “Of course it’s forbidden. What did they have open doors yesterday or something?”

Me: “I’m so stupid...”

I know it seems strange but I really talk to myself like that. I got out of that conversation when a supervisor entered the classroom and called for me.

Supervisor: “Akira, Mateo called to see you immediately”

Fuck ... I’m done for... 100%! Why else would he call me in? It has to do with whatever happened last night. And I don’t even know what happened!

I walk up to his office and my only emotional and physical response is to pretend like nothing happened. I am really unable to come up with another strategy. I knock and enter into his office.

Mateo: “Hi Akira, have a seat please”

Same line as usual and at this stage it has two effects on me. On one hand I’m relieved, because it plays right into my strategy of nothing happened. On the other hand it pisses me off. Not exactly angry, but the chances of me getting away with this are close to nil so no need to pretend like nothing happened.

Mateo: “How are you feeling?”

Me: “Same as yesterday I guess”

Mateo: “You sure? You didn’t seem like quite yourself yesterday”

Yeah he wants to talk about it alright. I’m done for.

Mateo: “Who’s Bridget by the way?”

Me: “What do you mean?”

Mateo: “Bridget?”

Me: “I don’t understand”

Mateo: “It’s alright Akira, don’t worry. You’re not in any trouble. I’m not a tattletale. I just want to make sure you’re alright.”

Me: “I can assure you I’m all good”

Mateo: “I’m not so sure. Because yesterday night when I asked you how are you Akira? Your response was that you’re not Akira you’re Bridget.”

What the fuck is he on about? That doesn’t make any sense. On the other hand I really have no idea what happened. Did I really say that? And who the fuck is Bridget? I have no idea.

Mateo: “Relax for a moment will you. Let’s talk about something else. Do you mind if I ask you a few questions?”

It was my best option after all. Forget about all that topic and just switch to something else, so I accepted. Now I don’t remember all the questions exactly but I found where he got his list of questions. For each question you have to indicate how often this situation happens to you as a percentage. It felt very weird answering questions like that, but I did it anyway. Here’s the list of questions with answers I’ve given him