The Way You See Me

Late (8)

I feel someone shaking me.

I groan, moving onto my side.

"Stella! Wake up" the person said, I slowly open my eyes to see my aunt above me.

"What time is it?" I ask confused, she looks at her watch.

"It's 6:30, your going to be late if you don't hurry" she says.

"Oh my god!" I get up heading to my room.

I quickly wash my face and brush my teeth.

I put my outfit on and leave.

I say goodbye to my aunt as we get into our cars.

I quickly rush to school.

I get there after the first bell rings.

"What took you so long" rosy says as I sit next to her.

"I'm sorry I woke up late today" i said.

I look around the room, my eyes catching Ethan.

He isn't looking at me, he's talking to Diego.

"I wonder what happened to him that caused that black eye" i say to rosy.

"I don't know but it's not the first time he comes in with a bruise" she says.

A sinking feeling in my stomach, he comes in with different bruises?

Just like I would when my mom was a drunk.

"Do you ever wonder why he comes in like that?" I ask her.

"Oh yeah, definitely. I've even asked him but he doesn't like to talk about it" she says sighing.

I nod, "do you think Diego knows?" I ask her curious

"Yes, they're best friends since third grade. They know everything about each other" she says.

"Okay class let's get started" the teacher says as she walks in.

She starts talking and I start zoning out.

I know I shouldn't but I can't help but think about Ethan's mystery bruises.

The fact he doesn't want to talk about it makes me feel more suspicious about what it could be.

I should drop it but I'm not.

I'll ask him after class.

This class goes by fast but it eventually ends.

I want to drop out and become a stripper instead.

I'd be making money and I don't need an education, maybe to learn to dance but other then that.

"I'll catch up with you in class." I tell rosy as I catch up to Ethan.

"Hey" i said as I get closer to him.

He stops walking, letting me catch up.

"Hey" he says back, his bruised eye closed.

"How are you today?" I ask him.

I don't know how to start asking questions about his eye.

"I'm fine and you?" He asks,

"I'm good, so how exactly did you get your black eye?" I ask him.

He tenses up at the mention of his eye.

"Mind your business Stella" he says angrily walking away.

Leaving me stunned, i didn't think it would make him mad at my question.