Without You

Chapter Two

I get to school too soon. As I gather up all my books for my first class, advanced reading, some guy pushes my books out of my hands. Great. He kicks me in the stomach, hard. I kneel on the floor and hold my stomach. "Watch where your going, Princess." What did I ever do to him? He slaps me in the face, snickers, and walks off.

Your becoming weak.

No, I just don't wanna get in trouble.

You used to not want to get in trouble, you used to be strong. But now your just weak. Your just weak.

I hate you stupid brain! Your mean.

You know it's true.

Whatever.

Am I becoming weak? Urgh. I take my stuff and sit down. This is going to be a fun day.

After hours of boring classes I finally make it to lunch. I've only gotten a couple of beatens today, not too bad. It shouldn't be very hard to cover up the bruises.

"Nova! Nova over here!" "JESSICA!!!" I scream. "I haven't seen you in forever!!" "I know, it's been to long." I reply. "So, I see your wearing the outfit I got you." "Yep! I love it! Perfect for the first day, you know. Clothes pretty much tell people your personality." I say gleaming. Jessica hugs me and I flinch. "OUCH!" "Omigosh, I'm sorry!" "It's okay..." I try to laugh it off. "They did it again didn't they?" I look down. "Yeah..." Jessica is the only person I have told about these stupid guys always beating me up. I haven't even told Cassidy. "Why don't you just fight back? You and I both know that your strong enough!" "You don't get it, the last time I did that I was suspended. And someone could've been hurt. Badly." "Yeah, someone could have been hurt badly. But they weren't. And look at you! Your getting hurt badly!" "I'm fine Jessica, besides, even if I wanted to fight back I couldn't. I stopped fighting so I got weaker." "Okay, just promise me if it gets worse you'll get help." "Promise." I just hope I can keep it. "Bye the way, why did you stop fighting? You used to put bullies in their places." And that's the one thing I didn't tell her. "Um... I... I... No reason." A tear fell down my face and I quickly wiped it away before anyone would notice. I hate crying. Especially at school. "I'm going to go, Jess. I'm not very hungry anymore." And with that I got up and walked home. Who cares if I'm ditching school? Right now I just need to be alone.