Cyber Harry

Lost your tongue?

I dragged myself out of bed putting on my slippers. I walked to the bathroom and looked at myself in the mirror. I sighed taking in my appearance, so I'm not the girl that everyone wants to look like. But since when was personality overlooked? I've never hurt anyone, so why do I deserve to be treated like this? I brushed through my tangled hair, brown is such a boring colour. If I wasn't related to the psych ward then I would be able to dye my hair, maybe red? I brushed my teeth before washing my face. I didn't own any make up, my mum thinks it’s bad for me.  I put on my only pair of skinny jeans and a black top. I also didn't own many clothes, we weren't rich so the money was spent on more important things like my dad's drug addiction and countless bottles of alcohol.

I found my favorite grey jacket and put it on, I grabbed my bag and made my way down the stairs. My mum had already left for work, my dad was spread across the sofa snoring the place down. I rolled my eyes as I went to Drew's room, he was still asleep. I kissed him on the forehead, and nudged him to wake up.

"Drew you need to wake up, we have school" I stroked his hair.

He opened his eyes and frowned before pulling himself up. I passed him his clothes and helped put them on. I've practically raised him, my mum and dad never had time for him, my mum and dad never had time for him; other things got in the way. I wish he would speak to me though, in this house he doesn't mutter a word he wouldn't dare. He sees what happens to me when I do, if they ever hurt him I don't know what I would do. Every morning I tell him not to speak, it's only safe outside of this house. But altogether he thought it was best to not speak at all, it's quite sad really. I put his socks on along with his shoes tying up his laces before grabbing his bag. Once we were both ready, I got us each a banana and walked out of the house. I held his hand on the way to school, unfortunately he was shyer than me, and he was bullied too. I've complained to his school so many times but they do jack shit. I've even tried talking to mum and dad, pleaded with them to take him out of school move him to a nicer one, but that results in a beating. I kissed him on the forehead before leaving him. I waved at him a goodbye whilst I got onto my but which takes me to school. I sat on my bag for dear life, if you weren't careful these assholes would steal from you.

The bus came to a halt and everyone ran out pushing each other out of the way. I waited till everyone left before I got up, I said goodbye to the driver before getting off. I looked around as I stepped down from the bus, it was a nice day, the sun was shining and the sky was clear. A mild wind caused my hair to flow, I stepped over a pile of dog poo rolling my eyes. Is it really so hard to pick it up? I walked into school, this is when it all begun.

"Sup smelly Zoey" they chanted.

I ignored them and made my way to class, what they didn't know is that my parents wouldn't wash my clothes. Only when I have saved enough money I would go to the dry cleaners, but I wash Drew's before my own. People should never judge you when they don't know the full story.

"If it isn't Zo Zo" Nathan smiled at me before running back to his 'group' making them laugh.

What's funny is that they didn't know how pathetic they were, picking on a girl for something she had no control over. I looked at Nathan, he was standing by possibly my worst enemy. Harry Styles, the ultimate ass. He caught me staring at him and smiled, he came over to me and leant against the wall.

"Hey Zoey" he smiled wickedly.

I rolled my eyes ignoring him, but he carried on staring at me causing everyone to look. I mentally punched him hard knocking him to the floor.

"So you're ignoring me?" he tilted his head.

"I'm not ignoring you" I said timidly.

"Normally when someone says hello, the decent thing to do is say hey back" his smile told me he was amused with our conversation.

"I'm sorry" I looked down.

"You're forgiven" he nodded before pushing past me into the classroom.

I stood back waiting for everybody to go before me, I then entered and picked the seat that nobody wanted. They called it the loser seat making me the loser.

"Hey Zoey, didn't you wear those jeans yesterday?" Mia said coldly.

I shrugged "No..."

"Better yet didn't you wear that entire outfit yesterday?" she laughed.

I blushed from embarrassment looking down at the table a lump forming in my throat. I wouldn't give these people the satisfaction of seeing me cry. I swallowed it down ignoring her, I shouldn't let her get to me.

"Ugly clothes for an ugly girl" Nathan joined in laughing.

I tapped my pencil on the table stopping myself from saying something. If my mum were ever called down to the school for me being rude, they would kill me.

"What's the matter Zoey, you lost your tongue?" Harry laughed.

This continued throughout the lesson, snide comments past along by each member of the class. There were those odd few who were like me, but never dared to say anything against them. They left me to deal with all their cruel words. Even worst my teacher Miss. Peacock didn't say anything either, she sat back and let it happen.

This is the time of day where I crave talking to Jim, he's the only person who understands me. Whenever I think about him I hear alarm bells almost as if a warning. No one ever cares. Normally when things appear too good to be true, they aren't. Maybe he finds it a jokes? I sighed that’s what I do, I think bad of everybody, even him the only one who's been there for me throughout everything.