I was lying down in my bed, dreading the day I had to go back to the school, it was so terrible, every day you walked through the hallways with headphones in until you got to your next class, even then was it still a battleground, people fighting, yelling, alcohol, drugs, everywhere.
Until all the band kids had met for our week at the school, we called it band camp, more like hell, but even though it was nicknamed hell, we survived, thank god, but I'd noticed a face that I have never seen before, a girl, Freshman.
I had just turned Sophomore when she came into the school, and I swear I fell for her right there, I just hadn't felt it yet, when she left that day I automatically missed seeing her, I had to see her again, she came to me on the second day because a friend told her she wanted her to meet me, so she did.
That was the moment my whole life changed, she handed me a slip and on that slip had her phone number and her iPod email so we could text on that too, and so I did, I texted her until the night was up, and even more the next morning, I couldn't get enough of her, we then saw each other on the third and fourth day, but she was very distant.
"Hey" I walked up to her as she got to the school.
She looked panicked as I said this and she started to breath heavy "Hi, my parents told me they don't want me talking to you because of what they have heard what you've done"
My heart sank, but we didn't stop talking, what I had done in my past was pretty bad, I had premarital intercourse, also I've failed almost every single class since 6th grade, that's when I was diagnosed with depression and also put into a hospital.
By the end of band camp it's like we never wanted to leave, but we had to, and right when I got home, I pulled my iPod out and texted her the minute I stepped into the door.
"Hey, I know I've done some messed up stuff before, but I'm not like that anymore, I promise..." I sent her that text, and waited so dearly for a response, when she did, I was so happy.
"I know that it is true, but it doesn't matter to me now" I got back.
And through that night, we stayed up all night messaging back and forth, it felt so amazing to have somebody to be with and to talk to who understood me for me being me, and it felt so great to know that nobody what I've done, that she wouldn't care, but she was risking a lot for texting me...
