Truth Be Told!

***Clarkeey here, this story is about a girl who had struggled in her life being forced, by cruel older girls in her school, to do things with guys she wasn't ready for. When finally she decides to have a normal love of her own, she has to go through the struggles of middle school world to confess her true desire for a boy. She hadn't really had a full conversation with this young lad, but she knew, and felt in her heart that they would one day be together...or atleast she hoped...see what happens as you follow her story...and see if she ever got her first love...or if her "friends" mess it up....who knows....anything can happen...the TRUTH is what binds people together. 

 

Chapter 1

 

I woke up to the sun softly glowing through my window. I never liked the way it did that. It would always light my room up. Normal people my age would have posters of all colors plastered all over their walls...not me. We never really had money for posters, or paint. So my walls remained a plain grubby white. I have curtains, but they are gray and all torn and tattered, from all the years of being passed down. I don't hang them because I feel they make the room look even more dull, and that's just not the type of person I am...I try not to seem that way at least...

 Gently I rub my eyes awake, and brush my long blonde hair behind my shoulders. My hair, like my fathers is always very straight. I jumped out of my bed, and immediatly grabbed my towel, and headed for the bathroom. 

 I stripped of my tank top, and shorts. I had started the water so it could heat. I looked at myself in the mirror trying to ignore the scratches along my side...but they stood out so badly...that was the only reason I was so uncomforatable with my body. To me, it made me ugly...I mean what do you expect slipping through wires on a broken fence. I guess they could be worse. 

 After my relaxing shower, I headed back to my bedroom which I share with my youngest sister...NOT fun. I open my drawer and grab out a pink bra, and dark purple boyshorts (underware). I then search around my second drawer for my favorite pair of blue jeans ripped at the knee. They fit me perfectly, hugging my legs nicely! Next a shirt. I searched my drawer for a cute one...then I just gave up and grabbed a blue sweater I had. Today felt more like a day for comfort. 

 I quickly brushed my hair and teeth, then slipped on my converse and headed out the door. Didn't need my bag, it was in my locker at school. I was almost running late, so I had to hurry.

 I walked down a block and arrived at the front doors of middle school. It was my last couple weeks of eigth grade and I was excited! For the summer I would be with my dad most of the time. So no contact with any one but my family! Most people would think that was torture..but my life at school was torture. So getting away for a while would be nice. 

As soon as I walked through the doors I was greeted by my LEAST two favorite people in the world....Sarah and Brit Lessinger...or in other words..my worst nightmare! I knew whenever they came to talk to me they would have some guy for me to mess with. I wouldn't have to do it if they didn't know about my only secret. 

"Hey, lookie here! It's our favorite slut!" Brit giggled. 

"Who should she fuck with today?" Sarah continued...

"How about we just let Chrissy go to class? I like that one." I said, as I tried to shimmy out of their grasp, but Sarah had her nails dug into my arm tight.!

"We don't think so tramp." They both wispered in my ears. 

I sighed, and awaited the torturing to begin. 

"How about Kyle..he's a GREAT GUY! And I heard he self-harms. That should be fun to see. Brit." Sarah giggled.

"Sarah, you know at times you're a real bitch, but no." Brit sneered. 

 Our principal, Mrs.Price, walked by and noticed us girls. She continued down the hall. It gave Brit an idea. 

"It should be Donni. You know, the principals kid." 

"Oh Yeahh! I know him, he's in my History class. I hear he's great in bed! I tried to find out for myself but he rejected me." Sarah sighed. 

"Ok Sarah, this isn't Operah. We don't care about your problems."

Brit looked at me. 

"You're going to go on a date with Donni, and do exactly what S did. You are going to show up in the sluttiest thing you own, and throw yourself at him." 

"I didn't do that..." Sarah huffed. 

"We both know you did, now shut up. Chrissy, you're going to do it next Thursday, right before the dance, so when he tells ALL of his friends you'll be known as a slut. Then when he tells his mom you'll get in trouble." Brit laughed. 

"Fine whatever." I said calmly. 

I walked to my locker, and quickly got my bag. I walked into History and sat down in the back. I saw Donnie smile at me, and I just kind of shook it off, and waited for our teacher to begin. 

Almost as soon as our teacher began I spaced out.. I was thinking why in the world would Sarah, and Brit want to do shit like this to me...I've never done anything to them. Just because they found out about my secret. Who knows, they aren't the smartest bunch.

*Smack* 

"Mrs.Colin would you please care to answer the question?"

"What was the question again?"

"See students, this is why we don't fall asleep in class. So we don't embarass ourselves."

I looked down and just got quiet. I heard someone stand up, but I wasn't sure who. I glanced up and it was Donnie. Of course it HAD to be Donnie! 

"Mrs.Brace, may I say something?" He asked.

"I suppose Donald." She quickly replied. 

"I don't think it is fair how you called Chrissy out. I know she was going to let you get away with it, but I've known her since fourth-grade. If she wasn't paying attention, she has a good reason."

"Donald! How dare you try to target me. I am not the criminal here. She wasn't paying attention so she got punished. If you keep it up, you will be too. Now take your seat." 

He sat back down in his seat, and just started staring at me. 

The class was insturcted to pull out their school computers so I quickly grabbed mine out. 

Our Vice Principal knocked on the door, 

I had recieved a message. I quickly checked it, and of course it was from Donnie. 

I clicked it and it read......

***Sorry for the cliffhanger guys. I just wanted to know if my story was good enought to continue or not. So PLEASE leave comments telling me what you think.