Don't let go

Chapter 3

My night had been spent replaying the moment in the cafeteria. Stupid.

Right?

They occasionally play the same prank on me twice. Trace already played this one on me back in eight grade.

With Jackson.

He asked me out to a movie and I was over the moon happy. For once in my life I had hope that maybe someone might be the slightest bit interested in me, and that person just happens to be my crush since fifth grade.

I put on my favorite pair of jeans and a pretty white lace top that I got for my birthday. Even went through the proses of straightening my hair and putting on minimal of my moms makeup.

I felt pretty.

The feeling didn't last long. I showed up at the cinema only to see jack lips locked with some girl off the cheerleading squad.

It felt as if someone put a knife through my heart ripping it out repeatedly.

He pulled away when he saw my tear stricken face with what I think was regret come across his eyes.

But I knew better. I ran back home not having enough money to take the bus again. Just as it applied to me that things couldn't possibly get worse it began to rain. Not drizzles of water but a full on storm. I was somehow thankful for the storm. No one could see my tears.

I home longed for comfort or at least to wake up from this horrible nightmare. I guess that was too much to ask for. I came home to a very drunk mother. who not only yell at me for getting the carper wet but made a point of telling me how much of an ugly reminder i am.

"you think putting that stuff all over your face will make you pretty?' she laughed bitterly 'well look at you now. You're the ugliest, skinniest, freak of a daughter and the worst wast of space!' she spat"

I told myself she doesn't mean it. She was drunk. She wasn't in the right state of mind. A hug part of me knew all that wasn't true.

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I felt a presence behind me as I struggles to open my locker. Putting in the combination over and over but it wouldn't bulge.

"Need help?" I herd from behind me. I turned around to come face to chest and with...judging from the voice, the same guy who asked me to lunch yesterday.

"No" I said bluntly as he stepped back so I can have some air. I don't consider myself short. I mean 5foot 8 isn't short, or maybe that's just me.

But I still have to Crain my neck a bit to look at-....I don't know his name.

"Oh..I was just trying to help." He said as i gave up on opening my locker. They probably switched the combination again.

This meant another surprise when I opened my locker so I'd rather pass. I made my way to my counselors office to ask about changing my locker,then halted to a stop when I herd a sound come from behind me. He had opened my locker with his hands and was leaning against the one next to it with that smug look on his face.

I waked back to my locker and pulled out a badly photoshopped picture of my face on a very muscled mans body in a clad bikini.

This one made me smile and then I read the back of the picture "I wonder what curves she hides under that grey hoodie of her's".

I wonder why they're so obsessed with my grey hoodie.

"Is that-"

"Shut up!" I said before he could finish his sentence. The paper crumpled in my fist ad I threw it back into the locker slamming it shut.

"What won't you understand! I don't want you around me" I yelled in his face before stomping off.

I know it wasn't right taking my anger off on him but I couldn't help it.

But guess I wasn't getting away that easily because he came jogging after me till he was right by my side. I stopped walking and gave him my best glare.

Which did nothing to wipe the smile off his pretty face."you look cute when your mad"he said still smiling.

"Wha-what?" I stuttered as my face grew hot. He smirked at the reaction he got out of me. I looked down at my shoes.

"So, the lunch offer still stands" he said. "I know it must be pretty hard to trust me on this but I just moved here i don't know why your so closed off with everyone or maybe it's just me but" he paused "I feel really bad about what I did, and I really want to make it up to you....if you would let me".

I looked at him stunned. No one has ever sounded so genuine to me. Much alone talked to me for this long. I felt truth in every word he said. I still don't know if I should give him a chance though.

I then noticed the empty hallways and panicked. Had the bell rang and I hadn't noticed?. He (I really need to get his name) noticed my panicked look. "Look, I really need to get going" I said walking off."wait. I never got your name"Lizbeth flowers...and yours?"I said walking off

"Ethan-"that's all I herd as I rounded the corner. When I got to class it was a relief not seeing any teacher in the classroom but there was someone in my seat.

I walked over to my seat were a girl I've never seen before or maybe just never noticed, was seated. She had hazel eyes, olive skin and very curly brown hair. And looked like she was made to be on the cover of those vogue magazines...not in my seat.

She turn to me as of noticed me standing awkwardly by my seat for the first time. "Oh, hi. This must be your seat" I nodded mumbling a yea. "I'm sorry this was the only open seat in the classroom" she said getting up. I had that stunned look on my face again. Why is she being so nice to me. Most people prefer to keep their space...away from me. "Oh um." I said still surprised " I know where to get some extra chairs...I could show you?" I attempted a smile

"Sure thanks" she attempted a real smile. That didn't seem at all fake. We walked out to get extra chairs not missing the weird stares from other kids in the classroom.

"My names Charlie by the way" she said "um mines Lizbeth" I replied.

"What's with the whole "freak" written across your desk"she said" did they know it wasn't spelt right or.." I laughed "some fucktard decided to show off their mad spelling skills across my desk" I said. "I thought I was the only one who noticed."she laughed along with me.

It felt good to laugh

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