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Day Eleven (Lights Out)

The day I got into my first fight.

I was woken up that morning by the sound of rocks hitting my window. It had been Freya, I open my window to find out why.

"What are you doing it's 7 o'clock in the morning. If my parents see yo-" Freya had through another rock, but I ducked.

"Relax, they just left not too long ago. Hurry up and get ready, we're walking to school today."

Like a good boyfriend I did what I was told. Even though I felt half awake and still had sleep in my eyes I managed to get ready. It took me about 15 minutes and then I met up with Freya outside.

"Before you ask, we're walking to school for no reason. I just felt like it."

She explained to me before I even said anything.

"You know me so well," I said.

When we arrive at school I see the principal yelling at campus security. The entry doors are open, along with every window. The school's janitor is sweeping out glitter from the hallway entrance to outside. Along with teachers trying to clean out their classrooms.

Freya and I make our way inside to find everything covered in glitter. Students shielding themselves from glitter that was still falling. From the floorboards to the ceiling, nothing but glitter.

"I didn't think it would work this well," Freya said.

She picked up some glitter off the floor and flicked it in my face. I was lucky enough that none of it got in my eyes when she did.

"Your coming to first period, right?" I asked her to make sure.

Freya tap her forehead on the nearest locker.

"Do I have to?" Her voice sounded displeased.

I grabbed her by the wrist and start to pull on her. It took me awhile to get her to class. We were late to first because of her, despite us arriving at school early that morning.

"Well, are you happy now? We were late." I said Freya when we took our seats.

"No, now I have to sit here and learn chemistry."

She wasn't happy to be there and put her head on the desk.

"You'll be fine. Stop being dramatic."

She picked up her head off the desk to gave me a death stare. That stare said, I'm going to get you back for this.

"If I didn't like you, this would be a whole different conversation."

Class went on and I took notes. Freya looked out the window the whole time. When the bell rang she was gone, like she was never there. First one to leave class, but never the first to arrive. I wasn't mad because I knew she'd be back later. She wasn't a girl you could control. More the girl that did what she wanted, when she wanted.

Forth period rolled around and I made my way to the boy's locker room. Freya still didn't turn up, so I messed around with the soccer ball. I was just working on my goalie shots and really started to miss her.

"Don't you look so pathetic playing by yourself."

Just when I thought it wouldn't get any worse.

"What do you want Luke?" I asked. He was acting cocky.

"I need you to give this Freya for me."

He said and punched me in my face. I stumble back a little, and struggle to keep my balance.

"Next time mind your own fucking business and don't call the damn cops."

The old me would have did nothing, but I was done being polite.

"No one is going to save your sorry ass now."

Luke said and began laughing, but not for long. I took my own swing at him. I went lower and landed a hit. We both started going at it, teachers started running up to restrain us. I didn't care what would happen when my parents find out about this. All I cared about was that she had saw the whole thing.

There Freya was standing right in front of me. She had saw the whole fight. Her face was in disbelief. I've never felt more ashamed in my whole life.

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