"You're Different... I'm Loving It!"

My biggest fear

Hey guy's here's the next chapter!

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(Claudia's Point of view)

The school week went by in a blur, nothing new. Trace kept pulling me to him and I kept ignoring him. I didn't listen in any classes, so it went by pretty fast. The only thing really different about the school week is now Trace walks home with me to "know that I get home safe". I knew he was worried about me after what happened so I didn't complain and just let him do it.

It was friday and the bell just rang and kids were flooding out of school. I waited outside to meet up with Trace. I felt someone grab my wrist, but I knew it felt different. Its didn't feel soft nor gentle like Trace's, so I knew it was not him.

"Hey baby..." Some guy with short black hair and coal eyes said to me. His breath reeked of drugs and his pupils were largely dilated from it.

I tried to struggle away from his grip, but it just tightened. I let out a little cry of pain. He pulled me against him and whispered in my ear sharply,

"If you don't struggle, things will go a lot easier" I felt that anger and power surge through me. I yanked out of his grip and it all happened so fast, I lifted up my hand and scratched him across the face with my nails. He let out a yelp of pain and stumbled back.

I saw blood dripping down his hands as he covered his face, but it wasn't a lot so I knew he would be fine. I looked around and saw Trace looking for me, his face full of confusion and a little bit of worry because usually I beat him to our meeting spot to walk home. I ran up to him and pulled him into a hug and let out a little whimper. I noticed then that I started shaking a ton.

"Hey, are you okay?" He asked me in a soothing tone.

"Y-yeah let-ts just g-get home." I said shakily. Throughout our walk home he kept stealing worried glances at me. I just didn't say anything to him, I would tell him at home so he doesn't turn around and kill the guy. I think I made him suffer enough...

When we got to the door I unlocked it and we stepped inside. I went upstairs and put my backpack into my room and walked downstairs. I got almost two steps into the living room until I was yanked onto the couch.

"What happened back there!? I was waiting for you and then you come crashing into my shaking and scared! then you don't say anything, I want answers!" He demanded confused and a little worried.

"I was going to tell you so calm down. I just wanted to get home so you didn't turn around and do something stupid." I answered and I saw his face pale a little.

"Claudia, what happened back there?" He asked sternly.

"Well I was heading over to wait for you but some guy grabbed my hand and started to threaten me if I struggled against him, but then I scratched his face really hard and ran to you." I watched as his expression went from worried to anger. He shot up off the couch.

"Why didn't you tell me!? I could have beaten up the guy for you!"

" I already hurt him enough, so don't worry."

"Well what did he look like?" He asked.

"Well he had black short hair, coal eyes, and he was wearing a grey T-shirt that had some yellow logo on it, jeans, and white sneakers. He reeked of drugs and I'm pretty sure he's in our grade... why?"

"Mark..." He said, his voice dripping with venom. I heard him say "He should still be at school" under his beath, which would have been almost impossible for human ears to hear or even comprehend, but since I wasn't human it was easy.

I watched him stand up really fast and was about to head out the door, but I ran after him and pounced on him, knocking him onto the carpet. He looked at me astonished,

"You should try out for the football team" he said with surprise.

"Pshh I'm to good for that" I said teasingly and struck a pose. "and no you are not going after that guy, just leave it... for me" I pleaded. He sighed,

"Fine" That's when we realized what an awkward position we were in.

"I like this" He said with a smug smirk. Resisting urge to hit... I shook my head and got off of him. I heard him laugh as I walked away, I just smiled.

*2 hours of homework later*

I was just sitting on my bed packing up my homework when Trace walked in.

"hey I'm having a party tomorrow night." He said

"uhh okay?" I said confused, it was his house too, was he asking permission?

"And your coming" he said, but it sounded a lot more like a demand. One I did not want to do.

"No thanks" I dead-panned.

"It wasn't a question, you are coming."

"No"

"Yes"

"NO"

"YES"

"Cheese"

"YES, wait what?" I laughed at him, so easy to confuse.

"Your coming and that's final, you need to have fun."

"And if I don't come out of my room?"

"Then I will yank off you're hat in front of the whole school." Well he got me there...

"Fine" I said giving up.

'Ha, I knew  I could get you to do it" he said with a smile and did a little dance and then walked out of the room, leaving me with only one thought,

Great now I have a party to go to tomorrow night...

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