Sunny

Sunny V

You know those nice and quiet people? They seem so sweet and kind to everyone, but they still get bullied. And there's really no reason for it, but to just get under their skin and see if they can break them. They're hurt, but they don't show it until they're alone. They'll tell a teacher or anyone they feel would make a change and just make it all stop, but all they do is wave you by and say it's just life. But that day, the day when that nice, innocent, quiet girl's face goes hard, when you can't seem to find that light in her eyes anymore. When she took all she could and it all boils over; the day she fights back. People then wonder what happened to that girl, that sweet girl. And they never know it was them all along.

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I punched her in the face. She fell on the ground and I kept swinging. I've always wanted to do this, but I also wanted to stop, but the more I remembered what she said about Adam the harder I hit. 

Don't... ever...talk...about...my...brother-"

I reached for the lock on my locker, ready to beat her with it, when a hand grabbed me roughly by the arm and yanked me off Cassandra. I was about to jump back on her when I looked at my hands. They were covered with blood. I slowly looked at Cassandra and saw blood smeared across her nose. I took a step back and looked at the principal who still had a hard grip on my arm. Then I felt tears coming down my face.

"My office. NOW."

 I sat down on the plastic chair as Mr. Stewart walked over to his desk. "All thanks to you, Miss Fiora, Cassandra will be going home with a broken nose along with stitches and you will be going home with an suspension." he said lining up a pile of papers.

"What?! Why me, she's the one that's always starting stuff with me! You know me, Mr. Stewart, I would never do anything like that to anyone unless if they did something that made me really pissed." 

"Watch your mouth young lady! Now, I understand that you've been having family problems, that's why were going to assign you with a counselor starting Monday." 

"And NOW you decide to tell me this." I crossed my arms tightly.

"It's for the best. Now I have more work to do with writing up this suspension."

"If someone talked about someone in your family, if they wished someone you loved the most would DIE you wouldn't do the same thing?" I asked.

Mr. Stewart stopped lining up the papers for what I thought was the 100th time and looked at the ground.

"You need to go home now. I think this school better off with you gone." he said. 

I stared at him for a while, then stood up with so much force, the chair fell over. I stormed out of the building, angrier than I could ever explain. Tears were burning in my eyes, but I felt more anger than sadness. If the school wanted me gone, then I'm gone. I passed by a gas station and stopped. A curly haired boy and a blond haired guy were walking over to a brick wall, then disappeared as they walked through it.

"Did you see that?" I asked a woman pumping her gas.

She stared at where I was pointing, then stared at me. She went back to pumping her gas shaking her head. I walked over to the wall and touched it, then it disappeared. Just like what happened to dad. I was hallucinating again, but I still paged through my head of how the guys looked like. One of them looked a lot like...

Harry. 

I fished around in my pocket and sure enough, there was a piece of paper with his number on it. I raced across the street and to my house. I held on to the door, catching my breath, then opened  it. I ran upstairs. Mom was at work and the baby sitter was watching Adam. "Hi, Sunny." 

"Hi, Mrs. Willis." I said closing the door in my room. I swiped my phone off my dresser and punched  the numbers into it. I waited for the third ring, then a voice answered.

"What's up?" Harry asked. 

"Uh, hi, yeah uh, so I was walking home from school earlier and-"

"You sure do get out early. It hasn't even been an hour." he interrupted.

"Yeah I know, but I saw some guys walking by at the gas station and I thought it was you." 

"Yeah, I went there with one of my friends to grab some chips." he said slowly. "Are you stalking me or something?"

"What, no! I always pass by the gas station on my way home." I retorted.

"So, why are you so amazed by seeing me at he gas station?" he asked. 

Oh god, he's going to think I'm crazy if I tell him. "Well, uh, you kinda disappeared?" 

A pause. "What?" 

"I know it sounds crazy, but I saw it you disappeared when you walked into the wall and  I asked a lady if she saw it and she just looked at me like I was crazy and-" I didn't realize I was rambling about until Harry stopped me. 

"Okay, you're not making any sense, why don't you just meet me back at the gas station and tell me what happened, yeah?" 

Once again, I forgot to think before I spoke. "Uh, yeah, yeah, okay, I'll see you in five." I ended the call before I could hear him say okay. Too much was happening today already and I just added a whole other pile before I knew it.

 I didn't like him. Or maybe I did. There are plenty of guys in the world that look better than him... well, plenty that I haven't seen yet but I soon will. I went in the bathroom and looked at myself. Dried blood was still on my hands. The memory of what I did replayed in my mind. Just the way I couldn't control myself and kept hitting her just It couldn't have come from me. No. She deserved it. I washed my hands and hadn't realized I was supposed to be meeting up with Harry in five minutes. I quickly wiped my hands and fled out the door.

I didn't know why I felt a pull, yet repel towards Harry so quickly, but now, I needed someone to talk to and not only that, but I wanted an answer. I prayed that I wasn't hallucinating. Enough people already thought I was crazy and I didn't need more. Heck, all I needed now was a friend. 

I arrived at the gas station a bit faster than I expected. I thought I was too early until  I saw Harry leaning on the side of the building with another person. Whoo. Company. 

I made my way over to them and put on my most realistic fake smile I could, which obviously didn't work from the expression on Harry's face. "Hi." I said when I finally got to them." 

"Well hello Miss 'I'll be here in five minutes.'" He said in his annoying, mocking tone. I would have said something rude, if he hadn't brought his friend along. 

He leaned into the wall more, his full pink lips curling into a smile. "Well, I didn't come here for anything, so explain, it's cold."