Broken angel/// Austin mahone

chapter:1

Ed sheeran - the a team

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Amber p.o.v.

I tap the ink pen against my lips acting as if I was interested in the algebra problem that was on the black board which we were told to solve, all I wanted to do was run home to my 8 years old baby  brother, I don't trust my abusive father with him, 'what if he hurts my little jakey?'.

I chew on the ink pen top nervously, the thoughts that was going through my head wasn't good at all, I was so lost in my thoughts that I didn't even notice when Ms. Henderson came by my desk looking down at my white sheet of paper.

"amber, would you like to tell us why you didn't solve the problem?".

"well.., uh...,um", I stutter trying to find the right words.

'what was I supposed to say to her?, she thinks i'm the smartest'.

the bell rang making me nervously gather my things placing them back in my bag getting ready to escape her 25 questions.

"amber, honey, could I talk to you for a second?".

'damn it, I was so close'.

"yeah, I guess", I sigh going towards her desk.

she placed papers in a purple folder then rested her elbows on the desk looking up at me, "what's going on sweetie?, it seems like you've been distracted lately".

wanting to tell her so bad, what my dad been doing to me, how he's abusive and been doing nothing but hurting me, I always try to protect my little brother, so whenever he does anything wrong, I take the blame and whatever punishments that comes with it, since my mother die in a car crash my dad turned into this abusive massive jerk, my way of getting through it is, cutting, starving myself, you might thing that sounds insane but what else would you think of doing when everyone at your school hates you, calls you freak, give you glares when you're walking through the hallway, some trip you over and give you a smirk, some telling you how unworthy you are and should just kill yourself, trust me if It wasn't for my little brother I would have ended my good for nothing life a long time ago, but I try to be strong for him, to be his role model, to give him everything he deservers to have, a happy and safe childhood, which is why I make sure he never sees dad hitting me. 

"um..., it's nothing, I just been going through a lot with my mom being gone and taking care of my family".

she smile sadly, "i know how hard it is to loose your mother but your grades are dropping amber, you're an 'A' student, if you don't step up your game you will drop and its your last year in high school ".

"i understand, I will pay more attention".

"good", she smile proudly, "now get to class", she handed me a late pass.

I force a smile on my face making my way out the door.

through out all my classes I just zone out afraid of facing reality, I could hear few girls whispering untrue words about me in some of my classes but decided to block them out, that's all I can do, that's all I ever do.

after history was over I gather my things rushing out the door, since history was my second to last class and lunch was my last class, 'the class of hell', I always skip, I went to my locker putting in my code then pull my locker open shoving in my books, staring  at my reflection in the little mirror inside  the Conner of my locker, pushing my big glasses up my nose and close my locker only to be facing Jason, a.k.a Mr. player.