Trap Queen

The Project {part 1}

Waking up to another stressful day, I grab some clothes and head to my shower. I got a long day ahead of me and I know it. After my shower I hop out and grab my school bag, walking over to my bed I grab the pistol hidden under my thin white mattress and slip it into my bag in a protected spot. I put on my black hoodie and I head out of my section 8. The cool wind hits my chest as I'm walking down the block to get to school. About 4 blocks later I walk up into the lot of Marts High.
Marts High is 1 of few schools that have metal detectors and cops around all doors that are 💯% on guard. I walk up to the school building and go to the side. I stand by the window that is just above my height and text my best friend Alex saying "here". He looks behind him and sees me. He sits by the window so it's good to have him. I see him turn back around lookin for the teacher. She is probably in the hall waiting for the rest of the students or talking to another teacher. He looks back at me and slides the windows open. The windows are tough but he's pretty strong, he plays on the football team here. He opens the window just enough and I lift my backpack up to him and he takes it. He gives me a smile as I wave and he shuts the window. I walk back to the front of the building and give the cop a glare as he stares at me. I pass the detector with no problem and then he scans me with his hand held defectors. "Ur good young lady" he tells me and I walk off. I only have 2 minutes so i quickly head to the class Alex is in which is my last period class. I walk down the main hallway and take a right and see the door to the room. The teacher is out talking to the teacher in the room across the hall. I see Alex and he meets me with my backpack. "Thanks, see you in 3rd period" I say "No problem" he says.
I have a little less than 1 minute to get to my next class. I throw my backpack on my shoulder, keeping it close to me and walk to my next class. Alex is the only person in the whole world I trust with my gun, I know nothing will happen if it's with him. The bell rings just as I step into my class and my teacher looks at me.
"Hurry to your seat or I will count you tardy". He says I sigh shaking my head and walk to my seat.
I sit in the tan-ish chair and take out a blue mechanical pencil and look at the board. It's too early for math. Why did they put me in their first period.
I zone out for the first 20 minutes thinking about nothing but the blank space in my mind. Time goes by and I hurry and copy the jumbled up mess of letters and numbers on the board into my notebook and write down the homework assignment. I work on a couple of the problems on our practice paper and then sit in silence. I know what I'd be coming home to.. Again.

A little while later after chatting with my friend Rose, the bell rings. I grab my bag close to me and zip my jacket on and head out the class room. "See you Mr Thomas" I say exiting.
"Mmhm" I hear him say sounding tired and uncaring.
I take my usual route and notice a crowd forming. I've been around to many of these, I go to turn around but more people are coming. I can't get through the this huge crowd and get stuck and this mess. A see a couple of our school police running up. Handcuffs and pepper spray out. With the huge crowd of students I can't tell what's going on. From what i hear I think someone tried to stab someone else. Police are trying to get all the students gone. Building with frustration I can't get out. Someone taps me and I turn around. My eyes are burning and watering up. I can't see. One of the officers maced me. "WHY WOULD U F DO THAT" I begin to scream. Someone tugs on my arm.
Still wiping water from my eyes, I can't see who it is and I began to punch them making sure to keep my backpack close. But I'm wrapped up in their arms and can't hit them quick enough. I can't tell if they are talking because I can't hear with all of the noise. I smell the fresh sent of axe.. I know who that is. "Alex"?! I yell still trying to see. He lifts me up and finds a way out.
"Lexi it's me" he says. We are in a quiet hallway and we began running.
"U still can't see"? he ask.
"No not really" I reply calmed. "One of those retarded guards maced me for no reason".
I can see but it's blurry and still hurts.
"Ok here is a bathroom, go in and wash your eyes out" he says
"Okay.. Keep my bag" I say trust fully.

I walk out and he starts laughing.
"What.. Something on my face" I question , taking my bag and wipe my face.
"Ha no.. It's just funny that u got maced.. Didn't run into anything did you"?
"No jerk. I laugh.
"Haha ight.. I'll see you next period, better get to class before we run into more stuff" he says.
"Ha ok" I say walking off to my second period class.
I decide to stop at my locker and check up on a few things. I make sure my "importants" are in there. I keep a regular old kitchen knife in there and a little pocket knife on the door of my locker. You never know when you will need stuff here. I also keep my pads and some other important/emergency stuff in there. I lock my locker back up and began heading to 2nd period.
I walk in about 5 minutes late. The teacher doesn't even look at me and continues writing on the board. After maybe 2 minutes the class starts working on the assignment he wrote on the board. As students grab the reading paper under the arrow the board is showing the teacher calls me up .
"Sh*+" I mumble. I walk up and he says "Lexi, why are you late.. Your eyes are a little red. Do you need to talk about something"? He ask nicely. "No no I'm fine. It's just there was a big mess in the hallway down stairs and I got maced" I said.
"Yea.. Someone was stabbed in the arm" another student jumps in. So that's what happened..
"Oh. Wow.. Well here is the assignment, due Wednesday" he tells me.

*****
Time goes by and I'm now at lunch. We eat lunch in our 3rd period sections.. Even tho most people sit where ever they want. Our lunch is all 11 graders.
I sit in my usual seat by Alex after I get my lunch and we chat like always. We talk about random things and how are day has been and what we did on the weekend. I sip on my small apple juice container and long for the day to be over. Im sick of having this life. I sit quietly thinking to myself when Alex speaks. "It's gonna be okay.. You only have the rest of this year and next year Lexi" he try's to calm me. Tears began to flood my eyes, right in the middle of lunch. I get up to walk but he pulls me back down and into his chest.
I sob gently and quietly while he runs through my hair with his fingers. If I didn't have Alex Idek where I'd be. He's my best friend. And he saved me from taking my own life, he knows almost everything about me.
Tying to stop crying I say "I'm fine. It's ok".
"No. No your not Lexi" "Do you wanna stay at my house tonight, i don't want you hurt again" he says sympathetically
. "It's ok. I'll be fine tonight". I say wiping the tears I let take over.
Lunch is almost over and i toss my trash away and hand the lady my red plastic tray.
The bell rings and I start to walk out but I hear Alex. "Here. Call me tonight. And call me if you need anything or something bad happens. Okay"? He says handing me a bottle of apple juice and smiling as I take it.
"I love you. Thank you so much" I say squeezing him tightly.
I've loved apple juice ever since I was a baby and still to this day am obsessed. It calms me, something people don't know. It also makes me feel happy because of the cool, beautiful, unique place my mind drifts to. I'm addicted to it like heroin addicts are to , well heroin .
I hug him one more time before letting go and putting the thin green bottle into my backpack. I throw it back over my shoulder and walk out the big brown double doors and walk down the long slender hallway that is sorta empty... Things changed since my 10th grade year. Sometimes I wanna slip back to last year but I don't wanna relive that again. I'd rather look ahead and wish , then to look back and give up.
I step into the hot-ish warm air of my 5th period class and try to let my thoughts fade. Science. I like this class. Not much goes on and it goes by pretty quick. And on the plus, sometimes we get to go outside and I love breathing in the fresh natured air. It clears my lungs and head out. I copy the assignment that is on the board Into my notebook, and grab the work page up front.
I concentrate on the page and complete if 10 minutes before class is over. I get up and hand it to my teacher and use the rest of the time to complete my other assignments.
*****
It's last period and we have about 5 minutes before its time to leave. I head over to my window as everyone crowns around the door waiting. I carefully push my backpack out and let it fall into the bush. The bell rings and I hurry out and out the school doors. I rush to underneath the window and grab my backpack, throwing it over my shoulder. I walk slowly enjoying the fresh air. I walk until I have about a block left and then I feel I pit in my stomach. I keep walking wanting to through up. My stomach aches and turns and I feely face heat up.
I see the projects and I pull out my key. I shake a little and put the key in and turn it. I walk in and sit my backpack down.