I had missed Sage's call and didn't bother texting Alex back or reading the message. I needed to tell her everything that happened, though if I didn't she'd get it out of me some how. The phone started to ring and I paced back and forth around my room.
"Hellooooo?" She squeeked.
"Hi Sage," I mumbled.
"What's wrong? you sound depressed."
"Something happened." I started.
"ummm like what? tell me tell me tell me....every last detail!" She yelled.
"Well....umm Alex...kind of...uh umm kissed me." I admitted biting my lip.
"HE WHAT?!"
"Kissed me...right there on the lips!"
"No oh no no are you serious?"
"Haha yeah right behind Ice Dream."
"Dang girl you gettin' some lovin'!" She laughed," For how long? Is he a good kisser?"
"Yes, I don't know exactly it seemed like forever and get this...it was in the pouring rain!"
"O...M...G how cuteee is that!" She squeeled," Sounds just like something from a movie!"
"Sage I just don't know how to explain it, I feel healthier," I began," I've never felt so happy ever in my entire life. He told me that Clarissa has gone insane and that he cares so much about me, but doesn't know what to do about her. She even threatened him with suicide if he leaves her."
"That's great Bandit, I'm really happy for you. Haha what a bitch, she's probably just faking it and putting on some kind of show."
"Probably, seems like something she would do. Anyway I took a shower and when I got back there was a text from the unknown, it was a picture of me and Alex kissing and then it said aww look at the love birds."
"I thought that was done with, have you tried blocking the number?"
"Yes and it keeps coming back."
"Bandit, you gotta do something about this."
"I know and I'm trying."
We talked for at least another hour or so. It being close to 9:30 p.m when we got done. I finally looked at the text from Alex. Just the usually seeing if I was okay and everything, I didn't bother telling him about the picture I got. The idea of a plan to get back at this unknown person was flowing into my mind. Going to make it some type of an act, like a set up; then trap them! Tomorrow is Friday and so having the whole weekend to plan.
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Another school day, Sage and I sat at our normal spot at lunch. Getting the typical death glares from Clarissa and Jason. Least monkey boy was afraid of me after what I did to him in English class. He acted tough but was a total whimp. Little mommy's boy more like it. He comes from a less fortunate family of 8, him being the oldest. While Miss Princess comes from a family having a high coperation of technology networks. Her Father running his own computer busniess making thousands and her mother selling beauty supplies. And to think my Mother and her Father were friends back in highschool, lab partners that is. Until they went their seperate ways for college and never to talk again. The thought of them getting married just grossed me out, what if I became Clarissa. YUCK! The more I think about it, Jason and Clarissa are perfect for each other, more like MADE for each other. They could have monkey children together and form their evil utopia ruling the world for years to come. I told Sage that and she just about spit out her food from laughing. Of course everyone had to stop what they were doing and stare like they never seen a person laughing before. If only Alex was here, another day of skipping. Something was up, this wasn't like him.
It got to be 10th period, Sage and I had History together. I sat there in a daze with almost drool coming out of my mouth and Mr. Reeves scolding at me.
"Ms. Smith are you with us?" He stopped what he was doing on the board and narrowed his eyes at me.
"Yes, sorry Mr. Reeves."
He pointed to the corner of his mouth and I wiped the bit of drool that was dried on my mouth. I had more important things to be thinking about than a lesson on the Civil War. I usually enjoyed Mr. Reeves class but today was just too much. Instead of taking notes I started scribbling out my plan.
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It was the end of school and just packing up things at my locker, still no sign of Alex. Not even a single text, which was starting to make me worried. I walked home, for it was so nice out. I took off my jacket and having my scars exposed. The breeze hit them and gave me chills, while I was out I decided to stop at Alex's house. He lived three blocks away from school, I loved his house. A small cottege style with the perfect picket fence and little flowers surrounded all around. I went up the steps and waited a couple minutes before knocking.
"Hello," His Mom answered the door with dirty gardening gloves.
"Hi Mrs. Colemen, is Alex home?"
"No, I'm afraid not," She told wiping the sweat off her forehead.
"Well do you know where he is?"
"Can't I say do, he left the house no too long ago and didn't even say where he was going or how long he'll be."
"Oh well thanks anyway."
"No problem sweetie, sorry again."
I turned and she closed the door behind me. If he wasn't home then I would check the places that we liked to go. I started with the park, nope. Not a sight of him. Then off to Ice Dream, I didn't have to step inside when I found him. He sat in a booth by the window, being fed with the banana split that he usually gets by Clarissa. She had a big smile on her face and he was laughing.
I couldn't handle it anymore, the sight was making me sick. I ran all the way home, ignoring my grandparents I went up to my room slamming the door and flopping down on my bed. Tears poured out and throwing my pillow against the wall letting out a scream. How he could do this to me?
I felt the urge to cut as I layed in bed, I ran my fingers over my scars. Feeling my way over to my night stand to grab a pair of scissors out of the draw. I was alone once again.
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Alone
Teen FictionBandit Smith, an average teenaged girl. But to others her being herself is not an option. Being bullied since the beginning of middle school, she's at her limits. There are more things in life rather then ending it.