Covering Up The Scars (ON HOLD)

Covering Up The Scars

Hey Guys, new story.. hoping this one gets more reads than my other ones. I currently have two other fanfics, if you want to read them.. Hope you like this one!\

****************************************************************************************************************

Alice's POV:

I ran as fast as I could, away from school, to my house. My house.

As if I could even call it that. Houses are supposed to make you feel safe, while as mine makes me cry nearly every time I step in it. My name is Alice. I have Black short spiky hair, and honey-colored eyes. I'm pale, and very shy. I get bullied. You're probably thinking "Oh everyone gets bullied at some point.' Well, that isn't my case.

I get bullied emotionally and physically. Today my reason to skip school was because Katrina, my main bully, Decided I looked horrible in a simple purple shirt. She had to dump food all over it.

While I calmed myself down, I thought of one thing, "School is over in one year, and between that I have summer." I just kept on telling myself that, even though some where deep inside of me I was screaming 'That one year, not one week, it's a long time!;'

I knew that, but I had lost all hope in everything else, family, hope, friends, love.

Maybe you're confused. I should tell you my story.

I was born in a small town called Doncaster. I lived there all my life, even now.

I had two parent who loved me, basically I was happy.

I started first grade, and instantly befriended a third grader. His name was Louis.

We stayed friends all along school. Then came high-school. Louis was with the poulars, and I was; well the daily victim of them. Louis never really hurt me, but he didn't stop them.

Until one day. I remember it vividly.

I was waking around with my head down, trying to block out the comments I heard.  

I was sad and confused, but also happy that Louis wouldn't hurt me. I thought too soon because that day he abandoned me, and bullied me.

The day after that my parents and sister died.

He continued to bully me, until one day he left school.

That day I saw him on the Xfactor.

$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$££$§@§@

I had to have a job to keep the house I had.

I worked at a bakery downtown. I sung there twice a week.

I was heading there now.

I set up and started singing, "Hey guys, I'm going to sing an original I wrote.

(I know these aren't Originals, and I give full credit to the writers and singers <3)

"You, with your words like knives 

And swords and weapons that you use against me 

You have knocked me off my feet again 

Got me feeling like I'm nothing 

You, with your voice like nails on a chalkboard 

Calling me out when I'm wounded 

You picking on the weaker man

You can take me down with just one single blow 

But you don't know, what you don't know...

Someday I'll be living in a big ol' city 

And all you're ever gonna be is mean 

Someday I'll be big enough so you can't hit me 

And all you're ever gonna be is mean 

Why you gotta be so mean?

You, with your switching sides 

And your wildfire lies and your humiliation 

You have pointed out my flaws again 

As if I don't already see them 

I walk with my head down 

Trying to block you out 'cause I'll never impress you 

I just wanna feel okay again

I bet you got pushed around 

Somebody made you cold 

But the cycle ends right now 

'Cause you can't lead me down that road 

And you don't know, what you don't know...

Someday I'll be living in a big ol' city 

And all you're ever gonna be is mean 

Someday I'll be big enough so you can't hit me 

And all you're ever gonna be is mean 

Why you gotta be so mean?

And I can see you years from now in a bar 

Talking over a football game 

With that same big loud opinion 

But nobody's listening 

Washed up and ranting about the same old bitter things 

Drunk and grumbling on about how I can't sing 

But all you are is mean

All you are is mean 

And a liar, and pathetic, and alone in life 

And mean, and mean, and mean, and mean

But someday I'll be living in a big ol' city 

And all you're ever gonna be is mean, yeah 

Someday I'll be big enough so you can't hit me 

And all you're ever gonna be is mean 

Why you gotta be so?..

Someday I'll be living in a big ol' city (Why you gotta be so?..) 

And all you're ever gonna be is mean (Why you gotta be so?..) 

Someday I'll be big enough so you can't hit me (Why you gotta be so?..) 

And all you're ever gonna be is mean 

Why you gotta be so mean?"

"Thank you I'll see you Friday!!"

I started to pack up, but got interrupted by a man with black hair.

"Hello, my name's Simon Cowell, I work for SYCO records, would you like to go on tour with a boy-band I'm representing? You'll get paid, and you'll be the opening act." He said.

"I would love too, Mr. Cowell!"

I didn't need to think about it. Music is my life, and making money living my dream, that seems fun!

"Okay, meet me at SYCO HQ Timorrow at five pm. The boys you will go on your with will be there. See you soon, Here is my number."

And with that,he left. I was really excited, so I literally skipped home. I haven't been this happy in almost a year.