People say your life can't be horrible unless you come from a broken home. I don't believe that. I don't come from a broken home, but I still endure the same pain and sadness others do. I live in a place of darkness, depression. But I'm not alone. Aspen feels it all too. Feels all the pain, all the hatred, and all the anger thrown at us. All we have is each other. And yet, we still lose one another.
I look over at Aspen and see her head is dropped to the floor, red hair falling like a curtain of blood. It hides her from the other students, protects her from their spying eyes. She refuses to look at their faces, for fear of seeing the look of hatred and disgust plastered upon them. It's us against them, that's all they see. Us against them.
We dodge them as much as possible. We aren't like them, we don't have money or nice clothes. We don't have expensive jewelry or get to go on big vacations. We don't care about popularity or who's dating who. We are the different ones, the ones they can't control.
Focusing back on the hallway I notice Aspen and I are still working our way down the hall. It looks short but when your an outcast, it feels never ending. The whole hallway was silent, they were all to busy watching us to talk but when I hear footsteps behind me, I don't have time to react. I don't even have time to think about the fact that someone has broken the silence because suddenly I'm feeling the cold rush of ice water down my back.
What did I do? I ask myself. I can feel everyone staring at me. Wondering what my reaction is going to be. Some try to appear sad, but I can hear the giggles their trying to hide. The laughter they can just barely contain. Most can't even look at me, they cower away from my view as if it might burn them. My heart sinks, and my head lowers to the ground. But still, I know I have to turn around, I have no other choice. Slowly spinning I find myself looking up I see blonde hair, blonde hair that can only belong to one guy, Max Walker, and next to him is none other then Derek Bach, and they both hold empty buckets.
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Lost In Time
AdventureLife was never normal for Aspen and Aaliyah. For years they had been hiding from the people around them for fear of their hatred. Every move they made was watched and every word was judged but on one fateful day things changed. But not in the way yo...
