High School. Where gossips, true friends, popular kids, unwanted kids, lessons, pathetic teachers, parties and bullies are found.
You see, when I happened to be in 8th grade, I had a bully of my own, his name happened to be Hunter Calvary. He only happened to be the hottest guy in school. He didn't think of me like a pretty girl. I was swimming in a lake when I saw Hunter and his troop walking down the shore line, he looked so hot showing his abs with his green and black swim trunks and his oh so perfect dark brown hair.
I tried to swim away from the shore but Hunter saw me too quickly and he pointed me out to his friends. They quickly ran into the water and Hunter grabbed my ankle before I could get any farther. "Hunter please don't do this! I didn't say anything, I promise!" I yelled at him as he grabbed my waist and pulled be close to him.
"But here's the thing Amilia, I don't care if you did or didn't," he whispers into my left ear and as soon as I know it. Water is filling my lungs rapidly as I try to gasp for air. He pulls my head from the water as I beg him, "Please stop. Please Hunter." I said while trying to catch my breath. He smiled widely, his white perfect teeth at me. "Did you guys just hear her asking me to stop?!" He calls out to his friends, even though they're right behind him.
He whispers in my ear again, "No, I will stop whenever I feel like it. You can't keep me from what I want to do." Then drowns me again.
His gang was just laughing in the background, watching. Even my old best friend Chance was laughing. I always wondered why he betrayed me. They have bullied me since I got into that damn school. At 7th grade they just bullied me emotionally. Calling me fat, stupid, worthless, whore, slut... But they never called me ugly. Still, it was
More than a 13 year old girl could handle. Everyday I would cry and think that suicide was the answer.
That is a past nightmare and I'm glad I don't have to deal with it again. After, I was in 9th grade, being bullied by Hunter and his gang more physically. Every day I would always come home all beaten up and bruised. Hunter threatened to kill my family if I told anyone so I always told my parents that I tripped or fell into a locker. I don't care if my brothers aren't my parents, they've been there for me.
My parents got so worried about me that this summer, that I skip 10th and 11th grade because I'm apparently really smart, they sent me to cheerleading camp to see if I could make friends. That was also the year and summer that my father died. There, I was the popular girl, everyone knew me and I knew everyone. They taught me all my fashion sense and now I look stunning everyday. I don't mean to sound snotty and like a stuck-up bitch but still, my 12th and senior year started in a week. Then it's more Hunter and his gang. I sigh as I thought about it trying to focus on the book I'm reading.
"Take these cookies to the Calvary's place please." My mom told as she threw the cookie plate at me, making me drop my book on the deck. "Thanks mom! Thanks for making me lose my spot!" I yell to her through the now closed door. I open the door to yell inside, "Why can't anyone else take it?!" I waited for my moms reply, "Because the boys are at their friends!" She yells back in her way to perky voice. Yep, you heard right, she said boys because I have 4 brothers. Let's just say, it sucks.
Picking up my book and setting it down on the decks couch, I laugh and start to daydream as I start to walk out the back door for the sidewalk, I grabbed my sunglasses and a hair tie, I then hurried up and through my hair into a messy bun. As I walk out of the door I accidentally scratch my thigh with a nail hanging from the door. It almost reaches up my black, denim, cut-off shorts. My white, loose, crop-top fluttering in the wind as I walked down the sidewalk to the Calvary's place.
I was daydreaming while I guess crossing the road and all the sudden I fill a sharp pain within my rib cage and then, I blacked out as my head came into contact with the asphalt. I woke up what felt like hours later with a huge pain in my head, I go to touch it and I instantly felt a warm gooy sensation, I then realized that what I felt, was indeed blood. I saw a really cute guy with brown hair and blue eyes getting out of the car behind the one that hit me.
He ran over to me and started to hover his hands over my body, not sure if I was okay to touch. Then, I realized who it was, it was Hunter Calvary.
His heat radiated off his hands onto my body. He finally decided to go for it and yelled at someone to call an ambulance, he then scooted my head onto his thigh and put his jacket under my wound. He softly moved his hands up and down my arms, leaving hot trails where his arms moved down my body. I could barely hear him ask, "Are you okay?!"
'Oh my god! He is so damn hot!' I say in my head but maybe I said it out loud because Hunter just smirked at me. Wait, why am I thinking about how hot he is when I just got hit by a car?! Wait one second?! He didn't even realize that it's me. Hunter Calvary did not realize that he had his hands on Amilia Ryder. "Um, yeah I'm fine, just make it a habit, helping girls walking across the street, to not get hit by a car, okay?" I say kind of laughing. Hunter chuckles when he starts rubbing the back of his neck, "I'll try too. What's your name anyways?" He ask with curiosity gleaming in his eyes.
I just look at him while smiling. Crap, he can't know my real name, "Ummm... My names, Zephyr,." I say to him then I think, I just lied to my childhood bully and, he bought it! I'm so happy right now! Eek! "Well then Zephyr," he says my name with such wonder, "Are you going to Westmay High School this year?" As he looks at me still filled with wonder.
I smile, hoping that he takes that as a yes, I don't think he does cause he looks at me expectantly. "My smile means yes." I say still smiling, the look on his face reads...... Relief? Yes, I say that because I have no idea if it's a relief look. An instant throbbing hits me like a brick being thrown at a window, I close my eyes in pain while I feel Hunter soothingly rub my arms in a circular motion.
"Someone get the ambulance here right now! I think we're losing her!" I hear Hunter yell to someone, but it's weird, the yell seemed very distant. I faintly hear the sound of sirens, I'm guessing from the ambulance. I feel the loss of heat from my body as I start going numb.
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Roman d'amourWhen a girl from a terrifying past recognizes her childhood bully. Can she help but fall in love with him? As she struggles to keep her secret identity an actual secret, the boy from her past digs deep to find out more about her. Can she keep hersel...