Everyone is Watching You...

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~~ Sophia's POV ~~ 


Last night was amazing, Megan's parents came over to pick her up around 10, but then they left around midnight after they started talking to my dad. Which me and Megan were totally fine with! But today is my second day of school and I really don't want to go. 

I get up and put on a Long sleeve, black ripped skinny jeans, and vans. It all doesn't match but who am I impressing?! No one. 

I walk downstairs to find the guys eating breakfast, "Hungry?" Jaime asks 

I shake my head, "I'm gonna walk to the bus stop, I told Megan I would meet her there," I say as I go to give them their hugs, they give me their good luck at school and a kiss on the forehead. 

I walk to the bus stop and wait for Megan, finally after fifteen minutes she walks up to me, "Sorry I'm late, parents wouldn't let me leave without breakfast." 

"It's fine," I smile as the bus pulls up to the curb. We both get on and sit at the back.

"Oh! My parents were wondering if you wanted to come over sometime this week." 

"Sure! I have to ask my dad first," I smile.


When we arrive at school it seemed like something was off, I received a few glances but then they would gasp when I looked at them, they would end up looking at their friends whispering something. 

"Does it seem a bit off to you?" I ask Megan and she nods. 

I shrug it off walking to my locker, I look at the words that were written on my locker with a sharpie, "No one messes with me, Fuentes!" Tina yelled from across the hallway. 

I held back the tears that threatened to be let out. 

"Soph, you okay?" Megan asks I nod, I grab what I needed from my locker and walk into my first period with Megan trailing behind me, "Maybe you should tell the principal." 

I shook my head, "No, I just need to get those words off the locker before anyone sees." 

"Soph," she whispers as she looks around, "I think the majority of the school have already seen it." 

"Just leave it alone," I plead.

She nods and pays her attention to the front of the class as the bell rings. 

Slut

Bitch

Skank

Go to hell, loser

Fucking die already

Worthless

Images of the words played in my head over and over as the class began. I looked over at Tina, who was staring at me with a smirk, She placed two fingers together as if it was a gun and placed it on the temple of her forehead. I knew what she meant, she laughed and faced forward to the front of the class. 

This isn't how I wanted to start my second day of school. 

Don't let it bother you, Sophia.

It's all true you know

No, it's not true

Yes, it is. It's all true she is a worthless skank. 

the voices inside my head where arguing and it was angering me. I couldn't deal with this, "STOP!" I yelled out. 

Everyone stared at me as if I was some kind of psycho, I felt like one, these voices in my head that wouldn't stop bickering. 

"Excuse me, Ms. Fuentes! But I don't know which school you came from but in this school and especially in this class I will not tolerate that kind of misbehavior!"  My teacher yelled at me as she slammed her book on her desk, making me flinch a little, small memory of the past came crawling back. Arguing over drug money, pictures on the wall being thrown down making a loud crashing noise. 

"I'm sorry,"  I say quietly as I stood and looked at all the faces staring at me, I'm not some kind of German experiment gone wrong! "I'm so sorry," I grabbed my bag and left the classroom. 

"Ms. Fuentes!" Mrs. Alvez called out after me as I ran out of the classroom. I ignored the calls from Megan and ran as fast as I could. 

Do what you do best and run from your problems! 

The voice said as I cried and cried, my vision was blurry but I still ran. I ran to a familiar apartment, I went to the door I knew and knocked. 

I soon was face to face with someone I knew would listen, "Honey, are you okay? Shouldn't you be at school?" I began to sob, I hugged the person as they hugged me back, "Come inside." 



EDITED! 

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