Now that I had Mitch I wasn't so sure that i liked him as much, he was so clingy! But you could tell that he was trying to be normal and not be suspicious. But he didn't do a very good job. But nonetheless, I loved him unconditionally.
I was still replaying the time when we had made out at his house... in his room... on his bed... the thought of that ever happening again thrilled me. I loved the adrenaline rush that extremities brought to me. I had already admitted it to myself that I was a junkie. I loved all kinds of drugs and rushes. As long as it made me high, happy, excited, up-beat, or anything else that was good, I automatically loved it. But now that I was with Mitch, I was going to have to tell him about that... if he didn't already know from the rumors at school. There were so many rumors about me at our school it was insane. At my last school it was so severe that they made me transfer because the teachers starting hearing the rumors.
But I guess that it's a good thing that I got transferred, because if I hadn't then I wouldn't have ever met Mitch. When Mitch and I first met it was slightly awkward because I was the emo new girl who dressed like she was dead. Not exactly popular material. But Mitch and I were the same. We were both rejects of the popular people. But we were fine with that, neither of us minded being rejects. And there were many of us, not just Mitch and I. There was Lexxy, Anna, June and some others that were pretty strange.
One day we were all sitting outside of the school in the back where there was no one to see us smoking, when all of a suddem, Aries comes up and punches me right in my shoulder. Right in front of everyone. I screamed in agony and pain seared through my veins.
"What the hell was that?" Mitch stood up to face Aries, who was at least a foot shorter then him.
"It was what she deserved for telling on me," His courage and his voice quivered as Mitch's fist drew closer and closer to his disgusting face.
Now it was Aries wh owas screaming in pain, I looked down at his pitiful body and laughed then bent down and whispered," How's karma feel, asshole?" He cringed when Mitch pretended to punch him again and stopped his fist only a mere two inches from his face. We all laughed at the fool on the ground who was now covered in mud and grass stains.
