Saved // a Demi and 5H story

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I focused my gaze at the clock on the wall. Two more minutes until math is over. The day so far wasn't too great. Olivia seemed to be ignoring me, and at lunch I just listened to her and her friends talking. I didn't eat, which was good. The perfect blonde girl was the same as yesterday. Rude, but this time she insulted me more. Her name was apparently Erika, and I didn't know the names of her other friends. The bell rang, drawing me out of my thoughts. I rushed out the door, and went straight to my locker. I hastily switched out my binders, hoping to avoid Erika. I closed my locker, and sped walk to the classroom. I glanced over my shoulder before I entered, and my eyes landed on Erika. She shot me a dirty look and turned back to her friends. Thank God this was the last class of the day.

I saw Olivia come in, and she sat at the desk next to me, which was the only one empty in the classroom. She barely looked at me, and I kept my eyes on the ground. I began to stare at my legs, my thoughts turning to how fat I was. Why did I have to look this way? I'm just a worthless idiot who deserves to die. Heck, I want to die. It would make it easier for everyone.

"Homework?"

I looked up, the voice pulling me out of my thoughts. It was Mr. Mallway, his hand outstretched with a little smile on his face.

"Oh yeah. Sorry."

I tugged it out of my binder, and handed it to him.

I glanced at Olivia. Her head was turned away from me, facing the window. Did I do something to make her mad?

"Okay, open your books to where we stopped yesterday. We're gonna read four more pages, and then your going to have to write a five paragraph essay, answering the question in your books."

I bent over my book, and began reading, trying to focus my attention on the words instead of how much I hate myself.

***

The bell rang, and I jumped. Students began packing up, and I followed suite, shoving my almost-done essay into my binder.

I reached my locker, and packed my backpack up. My stomach twisted with nerves as I remembered that I was going to Starbucks with the girls. They would all think I was fat, and I sure as hell didn't need anymore food. I shut my locker, and turned. I came face to face with Erika, and my heart dropped to my feet.

"Hey fatass. Where you going?"

I backed up against the lockers, unable to speak.

"I asked you a question idiot. Answer me."

"Home." I said, the words getting caught on my tongue, and my lips turned them into a whisper. I didn't want her knowing I was going to Starbucks, she might come too and taunt me there.

"Oh. I feel sorry for Demi. She has to deal with your fat, worthless ass. Everyone hates you, you know. Your'e just a stupid, ugly new-girl."

With that, she walked away, her straight blonde hair flowing.

I watched her until she turned a corner, and I began to walk down the hall towards the door. I could feel tears swelling in my eyes, a result of Erika's insults. I wiped at them, refusing to breakdown right here. I would allow myself to, at night when I was alone. But honestly, I couldn't believe that I hadn't been at this school that long and already I was being targeted. I guess I can never escape it.

I walked out into the sunshine, making a plan. When I saw the girls, I would put the biggest fake-smile on my face I could muster, and hopefully it would fool them. I would say my day was great. I would then get only water at Starbucks, and say that I had a big lunch. That of course, was a lie. I scanned the parking lot, but I didn't recognize any of the cars. I saw other students milling around, laughing and talking with their friends.