A Road to Happiness

Missing Each Other

*Alex's POV*

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Ugh. Fuck this damn alarm. I reached over and hit it till the noise stopped. I threw off the blankets and sat up stretching. Damn, I fucking hated mornings and this one's even worse. I had to go back to that stupid goddamn school today. Unless everyone has miraculously stopped being the fucking dipshits they are, then it's going to be just like elementary school. I finally stood up and grabbed some weights and did my morning workout routine. When I finished I pulled my hair back and put on the cleanest thing in my closet. I grabbed an apple and my bag and went to the car port for my car.

When I got there one of the cars caught my attention it had a shit load of scrapes and dents and the color wasn't red but not quite pink and making it look even shittier. I couldn't make out who might be driving the car because of the tinted windows ,probably some broke asshole . I shrugged. Whoever it was i either already met or would meet soon considering every fucking person in this goddamn building thought it was necessary to have a fucking meet and greet. I normally wouldn't even be up this fucking early ,but I would have to get to school and sign up for classes. I doubt anyone would recognize me or at least I hopped they didn't.

*small time skip*

I sat in the principals office getting a lecture on how they wouldn't take any of my shit and if i decided to cause trouble that he'd kick my ass out. Damn I hated this guy; he was the same fucking principal from the elementary school and recognized me the fucking second I walked in. He acted like I gave a fuck about what he was saying ,so I've been ignoring him since he opened his goddamn mouth.

"Now I think we have an understanding Miss Collins. As long as you don't cause any trouble around here I wont have any reason to cause you trouble. Deal?" He makes it sound like he's giving me a fucking choice. Either way I give him an answer ,and try to look like i give a flying-fuck.

"Deal," I couldn't help the amount of malice in my voice. I hate everyone but something about this little shit rubs me the wrong way. It could be my hatred of any authority figure fueling my rage. He glares at me trying to appear scary but failing and looking like he hasn't took a shit in a while.

"You may go Miss Collins," That's what it is I hate people addressing me by my fucking last name. I get up and leave looking for my locker. When I get there I see Adam.

"Yo Alex nice seeing ya here," There's that fucking accent again ,and how the hell does he keep finding me. I say the last part out loud.

"Ha. I have connections," at that the little bastard smirks and it pisses me off. He seems to realize this and the smirk fades.

"So what homeroom are you in?" He asks.

"Mrs. Rowel in room 153," I answered without looking at my schedule I already had the fucking thing memorized. Adam nearly sequels at this ,but hides it quickly. What the fuck is wrong with him.

"We have the same homeroom I'll show you where it is," He say's quickly gesturing for me to follow. He knows better that to try and touch me unless he has a death-wish. Then I follow him down the hall and around the corner.

*Rose's POV*

I walked out of Mr. Curshaws classroom to get to my locker and saw Adam rounding the corner followed by a guy I didn't recognize. I shrugged and went to my locker noticing that the locker beside mine was open. This was odd because no one used that locker. Must be the new guys locker ,so I walked over and closed it. I turned and opened my locker changing out my books and getting different folders. I heard someone approaching from behind and knew immediately who it was.

"Hey loser," A hand shoved me into the lockers. I turned slightly and as always it was Peter and his crew. I tried to hold back tears that stung my eyes because of the pain that was radiating from where my chest and palms had hit the locker. I could feel blood on my palm ,and I looked down and realized I must have cut my hand on the edge of my locker.

"Aww is the little fag gonna go cry to her mommy," he laughed noticing my tears and his "friends" joined in seconds after. No one really liked Peter but he had or should I say his parents have money and influence so nobody messed with him. I gathered my confidence and tried to stand up for myself.

"First off I'm not a fag Second off tears are a response to strong emotions such as pain and even contain a natural painkiller," all of this was true first of I had never found any person of the same sex attractive in that way ,and I had found an article on the science of tears.

"First of don't try and deny it we all know what happened between you and your little guard dog Alex second do I look like I give a fuck anyway everyone knows your just a lying bitch," I could see anger ,no fury, in his eyes. He hated when anyone didn't just lie down and let him walk all over them. I try to hold his stare but I look away first. He raised his had and brought it down across my face,hard, causing me to lose my balance and fall to my knees. The pain was immediate and tears once again stung in my eyes falling down my face.

"Aww go ahead and use your painkillers. See you in homeroom ," He laughed. I knew exactly what he just did people wouldn't have heard what i said before so now they would think I'm some sort of painkiller addict. He turned and walked away ,but not before shoving me back down as I tried to get up. I got up and went to the nurses office.

"Nurse Julie?" I didn't see her when I walked in so i assumed she was in the back with another student. I herd here shoes against the tile floor coming towards the front. She took one look at me and I knew by the look in her eyes she knew what had happened.

"Oh Rose," she gasped touching where Peter had hit me and i flinched. "Peter?" she asked. I nodded and she pulled me into a hug letting me cry on her shoulder. I hate that i come in here so often that Nurse Julie is this familiar with me.

"I think I might have gotten some blood on your scrubs," I say sniffling and gesturing to my injured hand. She just sighs and motions for me to follow her to the back to treat me.

"I really wish that there was some sort of way I could help you ,but i can't think of a way that wont get me attacked by Peter and his family," she said after she finished with me. i give her my best attempt at a smile. I know she does her best, but there's nothing anyone can do for me without the risk of retaliation from Peter's family. They run everything around here and if they don't own it they donate enough money they might as well own it.

*Beep* "Everyone should now report to there 1st period" A disembodied voice said over the intercom.

"I guess I missed homeroom," i say grateful I don't have to face Peter just yet. I would probably be late for 1st period though due to the fact the nurses station was farthest from the 12th grade Lit room.

"Here I know your 1st period is really far away I'll write you a note," She turns and gets her notepad filling out the slip and then handing it to me. She gives me one last hug for reassurance ,and i grab my bag and walk to my first period.

By the time I got there the bell had already rung meaning I was late. I walked in using my bad hand to open the door and winching. I stepped in and handed my teacher the note.

I felt something weird like someone was watching me. I slowly turned and noticed something immediately or rather some one. We locked eyes and all i could think was there was no way. No possible way. It was her.

Alex.

*Alex's POV*

I was looking out the window the boring ass teacher droning on in the background. I heard the door open and turned to see if it was something remotely entertaining, most likely not. I wasn't prepared for what I saw. It was her. She had what looked like a hand print on one side of her face and a bandage on her hand. She turned and locked eyes with me. Still exactly how i remember her.

Rose

A/N: well sorry for the late update but yeah i was really busy and had some stuff this week but ill be updating more now schools out.