Sleeping obviously wasn't an option. I was to scared. The box that held my blade called our for me. I didn't want to do this, but it was my only relief.
Once, twice, three times. The blood appeared and ran down my arm. I fell onto the floor and sobbed. I didn't want to be this way anymore.
I awoke the next morning, having only had a few hours sleep and unwillingly got ready for school. I dreaded walking in there. I hated it. I'd given up trying to make friends, it was no use, no one seemed to like me anyway. I put both my headphones in and set off. I got to the end of my driveway and someone knocked into me. I was instantly pissed off and moody due to my lack of sleep.
"I'm so so sorry" a low sombre voice said. I looked up.
He was so gorgeous, bright blue eyes and black hair. He was so tall and all his features were perfectly defined. The corner of his mouth moved, as if he was smiling "Andy" he said, and held it hand out for me to shake. "Y/n".. I stuttered back.
We stared in silence for what felt like a long time until he eventually spoke up. "So, y/n, what school do you go to?" He said. "Oh, its just around the corner, it's called..." I couldn't even finish the sentence before I started stuttering and getting embarrassed. I quickly walked away..
"Wait! Y/n" he shouted, but I just carried on walking. I'd just made a fool of myself.
