With You

•|| Chapter 2 ||•

WHAT! NO! WHAT WILL MOM SAY!

I stared into they're eyes in shock, realizing that on the first day, i got detention and a call home.

The principal grabbed me by my upper arm, which hurt, and pulled me too his office.

He sat me in a wooden polished chair which was not comfortable and told me to keep quiet. He picked up his phone and dialed my dads number.

At least it wasn't my mom...

My mom is my role model. Maybe because I have no older sisters to look up to but she always seemed cool in my eyes.

I looked at the principal, who still had a stern look on in face, and listened to they're conversation. At first, my dad didn't sound that mad. Then he did. I don't really no what happened but i heard my dad use his angry voice, which he hasn't used ever since josh was born.

I looked out the small window on the door, trying to block out my dads conversation. I saw a few people walk by but one caught my eye. He was tall, brown haired, dark eyes, toned, and he noticed me too. He stopped in the hallway for a second, just enough for me to see the necklace he was wearing. It was a chain, not to long, with a red ruby at his chest.

I guess the principal noticed me staring because he motioned his hands towards the boy to get to class. Red faced, i turned around in the chair and slumped.

It felt like forever but the phone call was finally done.

" Your dads picking you up "

The principal scowled and told me to sit tight. He walked out and I did a little dance cause i just missed detention. I stayed happy until i remembered how mad my dad sounded. I started to worry, hands shaking, and tears started to burn in my eyes.

My dad was cool every other day unless he was mad. He would yell and throw things in every direction. He stopped after josh because he wanted it to be different for him.

I looked to make sure no teacher was coming , and pulled out my phone. Before i turned it on I heard a loud screech.

It was my dads car.

I got up so i didn't make him wait.

I was actually scared of my dad when he was mad. He didn't do anything to me but it was scary to watch.

I walked up to the car and tapped on the window. He yanked his head towards me, fast enough to get whiplash, and unlocked the back door.

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At home i skipped my snack and ran to my room, skipping the yells that were soon to come, and plopped down on my bed. That's when the weight of the day hit me.

The guy that was in the window.
The principals yells.
6th period teachers yells.

I rolled over facing my wall. That's where I was safe. Away from yells. Away from people. Away from school.

Away from everything.