Chapter 8

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The boy's romantic smirk and his devilish eyebrows made the disgusting hall turn into a place of enjoyment.

I started to come here everyday because I had to somehow pay back the money and damage I did, the principal has been making me re-organize the books in the study hall and I always meet up with the gorgeous man that saved me.

Today, I couldn't find him. He must be sick or might just be late to school, either way I was dying to see him. I ended up finding two boys in the bathroom, I obviously couldn't go in, but I could hear every word they said.

"Just stop it, that girl is mine, you can hang out with Jade tonight and I will ask the gorgeous girl to date me." It was Peter, the boy I had been hanging out with. I continued listening to find out any more information.

"Dude, Jade is your sister, don't you know it'd be weird?" Peter's silence made me think the conversation was over. "No. The girls can be friends." By the sound of the other person's "mhm" and the steps on the square tile, their conversation was over. 

I ran back to the end of the hall and made it seem like I was just passing through the empty space. "Hey gorgeous." Peter looked at me, the boy next to him was Jake, a playboy. I blushed at Peter and he brought me to the unisex bathroom.

"I must say, you are looking beautiful today." My cheeks were a rosy red now, his smirk and his deep voice made him look and sound, like the perfect man for me. Like, a soulmate...

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It was lunch by now, the sloppy joes were disgusting as always and the cafeteria was lively. Friends talking with friends and me and Peter sitting alone at a smaller table in a corner. "You had to choose the worst table?" Peter sounded annoyed. I laughed, but Peter didn't find it funny. "Yo! Kyle, Oliver! Get over here!" The names sounded familiar but I couldn't tell who they were until I saw their faces.

"Wassup Peter, my man!" Kyle and Peter did a handshake and I was there, sitting, watching as the boy of my dreams and my two bullies were "dabbing each other up." Peter and Oliver greeted each other and they both turned to me. "Are we dating the freaks now?" They all laughed. It was "funny" now. Oliver responded to Kyle's statement after they were all done laughing, "Dude, Peter, this girl is literally a freak, she's as ugly as a goblins toe, and she stinks. What's so good about her?"

Peter looked at me and then Oliver, he was thinking about what to say, unlike most boys. "I must agree, she does stink, is a little ugly, but how is she a freak?" I looked at both Kyle and Oliver who obviously knew everything, they knew and I knew.

By their laughs and their first sentence, I couldn't handle it. I grabbed my tray but dropped it, I couldn't go back now. I ran into the bathroom, the broken handle messed with me, I shoved the door open and locked it. The tears started to form, the dam broke. 

I couldn't handle it. The loud and obnoxious sounds that came out of my mouth drove me insane. The plastic toilet cover and the uncomfortable small space I was given to cry, left me sobbing even more. The old bathroom was rusted and covered in webs, I was annoyed and sad.

The sound of all the boys coming into the bathroom made me cut off my sobs. "Aww I'm so sorry gorgeous, we didn't mean it, although Peter knows your secret now so it's okay to tell him." I was silent. There was only one locked door in the bathroom and I was in it. They knew exactly where I was. I covered my mouth as they banged on the old and broken lock, soon kicking it to where it slammed open, almost smacking my leg.

All the boys stared at me. "Don't worry! Get up and we will help you feel all better." Oliver made a weird face and the boys laughed. "Come on get up already." I shook my head, they all stepped in, Peter in the front. "Come on." He grabbed my arm and I slapped it off.

"Do you really want to play games with me?" I looked at him for a long moment. "Well?" I was done with this boy's behavior, I hate him now that I think about it. I thought I liked him, but if he acts like this, no way will he ever be anything special in my life except the rude guy I want to laugh about in the future. I stood up, feeling confident. I rose my fists high, my stance was perfect.

"Let's play some games shall we?"

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