Chapter 1
Yesterday. Today. Tomorrow. They won't hstop. I don't know what it is, they just don't stop. I try to fit in as much as i can and yet every little thing i do angers them. I just don't understand. I musn't be making sense at all right now. By 'they' i mean Katrina, Elisha and Abby. Abby. The popular girls. Well, popular to everyone else, it's different in my books. They're my worst nightmare and more. I haven't said two words to them and yet they still manage to figure out a reason as to why they show me they hate me so much. They tell me everyday how bad i am. How useless i am. Every single fucking day. Whore. Slag. Worthless. Flat. Ugly. They never fail to upset me however.
"Oh look who it is, the slag. What's the price this time eh, £20? or has it gone up?" Abby laughs at me. She looks at Katrina and Elisha to laugh with her. They obey. I look away. "Look who's got confidence. EYE CONTACT." she screams at me. I obey her. She just laughs at me, links arms with Katrina and Elisha and walk away, laughing. I slide down the wall i was holding oh so tightly onto and sigh heavily. Why. Why can't you just tell her how you fucking feel, you stupid bitch.
I thought i was alone there in the street, but as i looked up, behind a haze of tears i see a hand reached out to me. I cower away, as a usual response. But a voice reassures me.
"It's okay, i'm not going to hurt you." I look up to where the hand links to, and i'm sure i gasped as i saw the most beautiful boy i've seen in my life. And he was being kind to me. Why? I took his hand almost instantly and i stood, facing him, his brown wavy hair, blue eyes that i couldn't stop staring at and he stood about 6'5 almost 2 feet taller than i was. I almost melted inside. Such a gorgeous boy being kind to me. I was sure my whole life turned into a fantasy.
And just as i thought my world couldn't possibly get any more amazing, he wrapped his long, warm arms around me. I didn't even know him and--stop thinking so much, enjoy it whilst it lasts. I hug him tightly and silent tears slide down my cheek and onto his chest. As i pull away i giggle almost un-audible at the tear stains i made on his t-shirt. I want to wipe them away, just to touch him again. But he interrupts my thoughts, "I'm Ben. I couldn't help but notice those girls and the way they spoke to you. I wanted to see if you were okay, well obviously not, but if you know what i--"
For the first time i speak, "Thank you. I'm Naomi," I cut him off.
He smiles, oh so warmly. He speaks almost Godly words,
"Naomi, You're beautiful. Can i see you again?"
Naomi, don't hesitate, he just called you beautiful. Say yes! Yes!
"Sure, my number, i'll just..."I scribble down the numbers on a piece of paper in my jotter, i tear it out and almost throw it in his hands.
"Thank you, Naomi. I hope i see you soon."
Naomi, you've just met the most amazing person in your life. Stop staring, Say something! "My pleasure." I look down and smile, hiding my red, red cheeks. He smiles, then turns away and walks. I watch until i can't see him anymore. I turn towards home and walk with a grin on my face.
Ben.
Chapter 2
I'm late coming home. Not again, not a--"Where have you been you little shit?" My mother screams down my throat as i step in the door. "You were supposed to do the dishes when you came straight. back. from. school. But you never listen to me do you, of course not. No-one ever does in this fucking shit hole." I noticed the wine bottle in her hand. She was shaking. Obviously had too much to drink, again. "Well you better go do them now then unless you want me to have a fucking heart attack?" I hurried off to the kitchen to notice the pile was even bigger than yesterdays. I gritted my teeth and ran the water.
