Happy Girls Are The Prettiest

Chapter 2: Nothing but Trouble

The next morning I looked at myself in the mirror to inspect the damage. Staring at my nude body, I was disgusted to see the bruises that covered my body. My father always made sure to not hit my face, for fear of being discovered. Between the scars and bruises that he leaves, and the cuts that I make, my body looks like something out of a horror movie.

I looked at myself and wondered, what did Blake see? I have green eyes that although once were filled with joy, now has no life in them whatsoever. I have high cheek bones, and tan skin from my Mexican heritage. My hair is long and curly, but I normally keep it up in a bun. I have a nice figure, which I hate. I have an over voluptuous chest and curves in all the right places. Maybe if it was another time, in a different family, I would be pretty. But in the life I'm in now I cover up my body in sweats and long sleeved shirts, hoping to cover up the mess made of my body. I guess it doesn't matter what Blake thinks anyways. He'll still be here, and I'll be gone.

I changed into a pair of black sweat pants and a Pink Floyd t-shirt, slipping on my converse before finding my hoodie and rushing out the door, I wonder if I'll see Blake today. What am I thinking? I can't let him in. He'll find out. He'll either get hurt or make things worse. Besides, once he finds out what an outcast I am he won't bother with me anyways.

Once at school, I hurry to Mr. Todd's class, sitting in my seat in the back. No one sits near me, due to the fact that that I am an outcast. I start on the morning assignment, ignoring the chatter around me. What did catch my attention however, was the sudden quietness that settled around the class. This class was never quiet. I looked up to see that Blake had walked in and was talking to Mr. Todd. He was wearing dark blue jeans and a black T-shirt that stated "I'm not ready for today." Who was? He looked as gorgeous as ever.

"Class this is the new transfer student, Blake Reyes, please welcome him into here and help him out as much as possible. Blake, sit where ever you'd like. Were working on Chapter 6 page 311 in the Algebra II book I just assigned to you. Feel free to ask any questions that you may have. "

Blake looked around the class, his eyes settling on me, smiling brightly before walking over and sitting next to me. Oh. shit. There was a collective amount of whispers and stares as Blake looked over at me and smiled.

"Fancy meeting you here," he said, smiling brightly. God damn him and his dimples. "How are you feeling after the wreck?"

"Fine." I replied curtly, not wanting him to get his hopes up

"Great! Mom was really worried last night. She wondered if you got home safely. Your parents must have been worried when you told them."

A dark look crossed my face as I remembered begging my dad to stop after I got home. Worried my ass.

"Just my father, no mother to speak of. And yeah.." I trailed off. I've spoken more to Blake in the last three minutes than I have to anyone other than my father in the last year.

"Oh, I don't have a dad. Well I did, but he died, he was in the military." Blake said, a sad from on his face as he spoke of his dad

For some reason, I didn't like him looking sad. I offered him the biggest smile I could muster, which wasn't big at all.

"Your mom seems nice," I commented to change the subject.

"Yeah, she's awesome. She's been my mom and dad since my real dad was killed. She's my rock. I guess you could say I'm a mama's boy," he blushed which happened to be the cutest thing I've every seen. Holy. Shit.

"You're lucky to have her," I said simply

Erica Jones decided then was the time to walk over and make herself known to Blake. She was a total snob. Bottle blonde bimbo is the most accurate description of her.

"Blake right?" She asked in her nasally voice bending down and squishing her boobs together at the same time..what a great talent, "I'm Erica. If you have any questions about the school I'd be more than willing to help you out in any way I can." Gross. "You can come sit with me over there. I'm sure We can have a better talk over there than sitting next to the mute freak." She glared at me which I blatantly ignored.

"Thanks Erica," he smile. Great. It took less than a single period for him to hate me, "That's sounds nice and all, but mute freaks are more my thing. I mean cheap whores are easy but boring. I'd rather sit here than go other there and catch a disease," he winked.

Now We had the attention of the entire class. Goody. Wait a minute..did Blake just defend me? I looked at him, who has went back to working on chapter six, then back to Erica who looked like a fish out of water.

"Did you just? Did he just? What the fuck?" She exclaimed, "Blake listen, she's a social pariah. She doesn't have any friends. Like at all. She doesn't ever talk either. She'll take you down with her, if you get her to talk to you that is,"

Blake put his arm around by shoulders causing me to immediately stiffen. "Maybe she doesn't want to talk because she's surrounded by stuck up bimbos who have no self respect, and dickwads who chase after said bimbos. Because so far she's talked my eat off." He smiled at me causing my heart to flutter.

Erica shot me a dirty look before stomping off back to her eat. Well. That was..unexpected.

"You basically just committed social suicide." I deadpanned

"So? I'd rather have one friend that isn't fake than have 600 friends who I couldn't count on for anything other than to let me down. I don't know why, but you seem like a wounded animal. I won't question why unless I see you really hurt. We all have our secrets. God knows I have mine. The fact of the matter is, I want to be your friend. We don't really know each other, but I'd like to get to know you. I have a feeling that You're going to try to run from me. You're not used to kindness, but I'd like to be given a chance."

I looked at him. His eyes held all the sincerity in the world. I couldn't say no. Maybe I could let him in a little bit. How could it hurt?

I nodded my head and went back to work. Maybe just this once I won't get hurt.