The Bad Boy is after me?!

7.) New Bad Habits Nichole:

I'm tired
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I rev my engine and park my baby and stroll into school, going to make it through the day. Dan and that one girl didn't last long and I think it got to him cause he's started coming home drunk more often.
Ever since he's started up again and hitting me I've started flinching every now and then when people touch me when I can't see them. I know it's only a matter of time before someone figures it out.

Bruises. Alone. Flinching? Ya that's not suspicious at all.

Sighing I sneak through the crowded halls and into my class hoping my day will be better then the last. Out of the corner of my eye I see a foot stick out and before I can move, I trip over it and my stomach slams into the desk with so much force I collapse to the floor barley getting in any air. Winded to the extreme.

My hands shake as I cradle my stomach, "I-I didn't- oh shit I'm soo sorry..umm..Nicky?" I chuckle but it gets cut off as the pain increases.

"Don't. Fucking... Sorry. Me." Getting up someone comes to help me from behind and my eyes widen but nothing else. As soon as I'm seated the class starts to settle back down. As I look at my stomach, cradled by my shaking hands, a dark chuckle escapes quietly.

Fuckers

The morning goes by and lunch rolls around. No money. No food. I'm fine.

I sneak off to the back to a little secret garden and lay down to nap. As soon as my buckling knees hit the ground, I curl up and doze off into a peaceful but alert nap.

•37 minutes later•

"BITCH!"

I snap awake from my dream of flowers and butterflies, corny but peaceful, to the voice across the vine covered fence partial roof. The faint sound of laughs and warm air around me calms my rapid heart beat and I lay back to look at the sky and the clouds. Taking a deep breath I get up and swing my bag onto my shoulder and fill into the crowd hoping and praying no one finds my land of peace.

As I'm walking to my 7th period class I get the feeling like I'm being watch, the hair on the back of my neck stands up, and I scour the area secretly with my eyes hoping for the feeling go away before scurrying into my class. Taking a seat I look around as people file in behind me mingling with friends, acquaintances, lovers.

I sigh and watch as Foxal enters with all eyes on him. Idiot. I roll my eyes and move my attention to the teacher, "Alright y'all are all going to go and get y'all's calculadoras and un lápiz and get started on this-" she waves two stapled pieces of paper around before continuing,"your 4-3 worksheet... if you have any questions about the problems come to my desk." She taps the table and we all get up and get the packet. "Oh! Yes y'all may work with partners." a couple of "thank Jesus!" Goes around before people partner up and I sit by my self.

This. Is. So. Fucking. Easy.

In only 25 minutes I'm done and I hand it in, averting my gaze awakwardly, before walking back to my seat settling down. My eye twitches and my forearm starts getting ichy, I get ansi (an•see) my eyes flicking around the room.

Withdraws.

My hand moves down my leg to my butt and there's is no feeling of my cigarettes to calm me.

Shit.

My foot starts tapping. "Twenty more minutes, you can do it." Folding my hands together I put my elbows on the desk and rest my mouth on my fisted hands. Still tapping. Only now instead of looking around, I close my eyes and every few minutes I look at the clock.

15 minutes.

10 minutes.

5 minutes.

My hand grips my bag, in anticipation to leave my foot jerks out kicking someone's desk making me snap my eyes open. Some look around and then my eyes meet those who's desk I kicked. It's Tasha. My eyes close again and I inwardly groan.

Fuck.

I open my eyes and the bell rings and I grab my stuff and try to go around her but she grabs my upper-arm and yanks me back to look in her eyes. She grins slyly at me and I grimace, "Um do you have something to say to me?... Hmm?" She asks impatiently tightening her grip. "I think I'll need to give a small... lesson on manners." I yank my arm out of her grip and slowly back away from her. "But I-" Her smile vanishes and her makes a quiet motion, "Save it, your coming with me." She grabs my hand and we walk out without the teacher noticing my struggle.

Blind bitch

For some reason no one is in the halls, just my luck.

I stomp my feet into the ground and yank her around to look at me. "Look I'm sorry but I didn't mean to kick your desk I-I think this is a little much don't you think? I mean... We will be late to our next class." She just grins and yanks me down the hall. "Oh honey.. of only it was that easy."

•15 minutes later•

<If you were some by stander around the corner here's what you would have seen>...
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There was a scream echoing through the halls as I see a girl caring another girl as she thrashes in her arms, her black hair everywhere covering her face, her hands on the girls arms trying to pry them off of her, kicking around wildly. The blonde girl, Tasha, yelps and drops the Raven, girl with black hair, and she crawls a few seconds and starts to get up before Tasha grabs her ankles and yanks. The raven slams back onto the ground and Tasha drags her, clawing at the floor away from my view in the hall. I run down the hall and look around the corner to see the upper body of the raven disappear around another corner still clawing.
I bust out laughing, and return to class.
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<back to Nichole>

After she quickly drags me through the halls she yanks me up and throws me in the bathroom onto the floor by my hair. I look up through the strands to see three other girls grinning evilly down at me inspecting their nails, clicking them down on the sink, one smoking a cigarette. I look behind me to see Tasha with her arms crossed smirking, facing foreword I start to "get up, "well shit." They laugh and start towards me.

Damn.

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Oh shit!
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