Flaws || h.s.

Chapter Two

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I walked down the hall, stopping at my locker to collect my lunch, then continued on my way to the cafeteria. I was about to sit down where I had yesterday, alone, next to the wall, when I felt a hand clamp on my back. Wincing, I tensed up. . As a reflex, I clenched my fists, turning around.

I came face to face with Mike.

"Woah, calm down," He put up two hands. His face grew into a half smile. "Just me."

I sighed, my muscles relaxing. "I-uh, sorry." I shook my head.

"Why did you seem scared?" Mike asked, sticking his hands in his pockets, walking along with me.

"Nothing, you just, uh, surprised me," I shrugged. I was extra jumpy today, and I didn't feel well at all. I knew I was going to have an attack at some point, because I'd woken up feeling jittery and nervous.

He raised an eyebrow, then shook his head, as if he decided to drop it. "Wanna come sit with us?"

I looked over. Char talked to Leah, while Scott was in a heated argument with someone over the phone. I shuddered, knowing I'd lose it if I spoke with Char. "I don't think that's a good idea," I mumbled, settling my books on the empty table in front of me.

"Come on, Beth! They like you!" He begged. "Well, Char's weird, but the rest of them really, really want to get to know you. Please."

I should put my foot down, shouldn't I? I mean, I liked them, they seemed nice, but I didn't fit in, and I didn't want to he that weird girl who they hung out with once then had a panic attack. I sighed. "Look, Mike. I think you and your friends are great, but I really, really need to be alone. It's personal, and I can't really be in a big group of people right now."

I was hoping he'd understand, and not ask why.

Mike gave me a funny look, and sat down. "Is everything alright?" He said in a lower voice.

I looked around. Was it getting hotter in here? Why were my hands falling asleep? "Yeah, I'm just, I don't feel well, that's all. I need to be alone."

"What's wrong?" Mike asked, looking concerned.

"I, I just," I blew air out of my mouth, rubbing my right temple. Should I tell him and have the entire school know?

"Come on, you can tell me. I wanna know so I can see if there's anything I can do," Mike simpered.

"It's nothing, seriously, it doesn't matter. Can I be alone?" I snapped, pulling my salad out of my lunch box.

"Alright," he mumbled, getting up and walking away.

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I returned home, and went into the kitchen, searching for my medication. Dumby me, I'd forgotten to take it that morning. My mum was luckily at work, so I wouldn't have to worry her.

I took one pill out, and filled a glass with water. I tipped it back, and swallowed the pills. They slid uncomfortably down my throat, and I shook my head, sitting down at the table, rocking back and forth slightly, shivering.

I didn't want to have to call Harry, I mean, I wanted to talk to him, of course, but I didn't want to worry him for nothing.

I quickly texted Mike, saying I was sorry about lunch today, that it was personal. He replied back, saying it was alright, adding in a smiley face.