Insane Hurricane

The first day

My alarm interrupts my slumber at 6 am, I'm surprised that I'm sleeping so well. Especially with everything. I'm not worried, I'm not stressed. I'm confident.

I do the same things I usually do, I just put on darker clothing, a blouse and skirt with a kimono, boots and my necklaces.

I walk like I'd usually do, the same time. Going to the same place. No one scares me. I think I see Joanna's Porsche drive past, I'd usually be given a lift. Hah that's not longer.

I walk into school, and there are whispers. Nothing I don't know. Apparently I'm a slut and that I tried to get it on with Dean.

I lean against my locker and watch the people go by. Look at them, they believe gossip and rumours and create more because there is nothing interesting in their self-absorbed lives.

I'm almost laughing to myself when they walk past. The four of them, perfect hair, clothes, make up. "Looking a little lonely without me!" I call.
"Don't respond, she wants a reaction." Arabella whispers.
"Yeah give me your attention Joanna I'm desperate, just like every other person in this school." I say and walk off.

Art is my first lesson. Art is my therapy. I don't have to think about anything else other than what I truly love.

I'm in my seat daydreaming when someone walks in, late. "Ah, you must be the new boy. There's an empty seat next to Kathleen." My teacher says.

He sits down, he does everything ever so slowly, like he's waiting for a response. "We meet again."

I look at him from confusion and recognise who he actually is. Mystery boy. "I swear you are following me."

"So Kathleen, is that your real name? Seems a little fancy for someone like you." His hand rests on my thigh.

"What are you saying?" I say, moving his hand.

"Well I just didn't expect it that's all," his hand moves back to his previous place.

"What is even your name-" I look at his book, "Matt? Aw Matt, cute." I say with a small smile. I get up and get the stuff I need for my mood board.

I get back and he is still there. "Why do I see you everywhere I go?" I ask

"Destiny?" He smirks

"Seriously."

"I've always been here, but I got kicked out of my old school last week and I've transferred here. I heard about a party going on. I see a pretty girl, I follow the pretty girl around the party. I see what's happening to this girl, and I feel incredibly bad for her."

"So you are following me?"

"Sort of." I don't realise how far his hand has crawled I kick him and put my stuff back, as it's the end of the lesson.

As I walk out he's by my side. "So I was thinking we should stay together at school because I don't want to get lost, and you seem awful lonely. It's not right for you be on your own."

"Sure. Whatever."

The rest of my lessons go past pretty quick. I'm really concentrating so I can get something out of school, I can outwit them.

I walk into the canteen for lunch, they are sitting with the boys round that little table they used to sit at. They all see me and laugh. I see Matt sitting by himself, I go sit with him, hearing their laughter descend as they realise I'm with someone.

Matts actually kind of interesting, I walk out school with him, we cut down a dark alley to take a shortcut but then Dean, Mason, Leon, Justin and Chris come out from nowhere.

Chris and Justin hold Matt back, Leon and Mason keep me against the wall, Deans breath is hot on my face, I feel uneasy.

"What do you want Dean?"

"Well, I've heard you've been pretty nasty to my girl and her friends, so I'm gonna give you what you deserve."
He punches my jaw and then my nose violently, I feel numb.

"Are you broken? Don't you think it's a little um disgusting to be hitting a girl," Matt shouts.

"I've done more than hit her."

What does he mean? What...oh no oh no.

"It was you," I whisper, I think I'm starting to cry.

"You've had it coming a long time. You deserved it, it was all of us."

"You fucking twat!!" I shout furiously and try to go for him but they slam my head back against the wall and everything slowly blurs. He punches me in the face again and I shrink down.

Suddenly dean has blood trickling down his arm. "He's got a fucking knife, let's get out of her!" The boys go. Matt picks me up. I cry into his shoulder. Why me why does it have to be me and then I slowly fade out again.