My legs were always nice until I started to cut. The funny thing was, no one noticed. It was like getting away with a robbery- Just not as bad.
"What is that?" The school nurse asked when I walked in one day to get Advil.
"I cut." I said bluntly. She raised her eyebrow and sent me in the 'sick room' as my friends and I would call it. According to her, sleep would help my cuts. I laughed and walked in, only to find a boy laying on the floor.
"Go join the party." The nurse said sarcastically.
"Hey." I said, sitting down next to him.
"Hi." He said. One of the sick people 'ssshhhed' us. I flipped her off.
"I'm Spencer." He said, regaining my focus.
"I'm Lana." I replied.
"Nice." He said. There was silence.
"You're Mindi's boyfriend." I said, remembering that I've seen him before.
"Yeah, and you're dating..." He said, trying to remember.
"No one actually." I replied.
"Really?" He said in utter shock like I was the best person in the world.
"Yeah, well I think I'll go back up to class now." I said, standing up.
"Oh okay, I'll walk you back up." He said and we walked out of the nurse.
