The Guy Friend

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I sit on my bed after the long school day thinking about my new friends all of a sudden I can't breathe and I remember Samoa.

"Hey, fattie, what's wrong band dweeb?"

"Go die in a hole"

"What? Scared to talk?"

I remember Diana and her squad hurting me and yelling at me.

I can't breathe.

My head is about to explode.

I scream in agony hoping air will fill my lungs, but nothing helps.

I grab and pull my hair and my mom bursts into my room.

She wraps her arms around my knees and sways with me "Hey, hey, breathe. In" I take a breath but it doesn't help "Out, In" I try again and it helps a little.

She stays there with me holding my hand rubbing circles on the back, trying to help me calm down. We lay down and she braids my hair, "Want to talk about it, honey?" I shake my head no, even after three years, I haven't told her about Diana.

She nods and continues to braid my hair.

She leaves a minute after finishing braiding my hair. She pressed her soft lips to my forehead "Good night" she whispered in my ear.

I laugh under my breath and I hug her "Love you! Good night."  She walks out of my room and shuts my door gently.

I lay there with my thoughts going a million miles a minute. I find myself thinking about Aaron. I think about his soothing voice, how he talked to me in every class, and when he apologized, my heart melted.

The next thing I know my eyes are shutting and I find myself in the school again and this time Aaron is walking towards me "Hey, BAND DWEEB. You are SO fat."

"No one could ever love you" He kicked my leg and I backed up from him and hit the lockers. He punches my stomach. I hunch over and he knocks me over to the ground.

Then everyone is surrounding me even Lilly is laughing

"You're so weak. Did you think I liked you? Pathetic"

Just then I find myself in my room again gasping for air.

It felt so real.

Too real.

But it was just a dream, right?

A dream.

I take my iPhone off my nightstand and check the time.

It's 4:30 am. I take a deep breath and I know I can't go back to sleep because I'll only have another nightmare, so I decide to take a long shower.

So I head down the stairs and walk into the white and grey bathroom. The sink is white attached to the wall and in the square mirror, I see myself and my now messy braided hair.

I turn around and turn on the shower so warm water starts to flow. I shampoo and condition my hair thoroughly, shave, do a face mask and relax.

I step out of the shower and the mirror is fogged up from the hot water. I slowly walked up the stairs after I grabbed a bag of pretzels from the kitchen.

I sit down on my messy, unmade bed and take the towel that's been holding up my hair. Wet, spiral curls fall to my shoulders, I attempt to pull them back into a ponytail and I fail.

I walk up to my closet and take out a white, long-sleeved crop-top and a pair of ripped jeans. I slip on the crop-top and jeans. I take a golden necklace with a little flower at the end and walk up to the mirror. I put on the necklace after 16 missed attempts.

I take my hair product and slick my hair back into a ponytail so the front is slicked back while the rest shows my natural hair. I put on some concealer, mascara, and make a small winged eyeliner. I step back and look at my full outfit. (you can change your description and hair/outfits its bot mentioned that often.)

I felt okay in that outfit and so I walked down the stairs to see my mom in her bright red robe and slippers leaning against the kitchen counter. "Good morning" I whisper and hug her she looks at me

"Wow you're up early, what's the occasion"

I look at her hurt 'Wow, now I know if I wake up early you'll think somethings wrong with me" she fake punches my in the arm and we both giggle as I hug her.

My mom has been my best friend from a young age. She looks up at me "Go get some waffles and double-check you finished your homework." but she's always known how to be stern too.

    I finish the waffles and run upstairs to double-check my backpack. I check, and it seems I have everything including a new flute book and music. I grab a sweatshirt and head out of my room.

I make my way downstairs for the second time, put on some shoes and head out the door to go to my bus stop.

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