"Naomi, wake up baby." My mom cooed patting my back. "You have to get to school." She told me. "OK, I'll be ready in a bit, give me like five more minuets though, okay?" I replied. "Naomi, you and I both know you won't get back up child. Come on." She laughed walking out of my room.
Sighing I reluctantly got up from my bed and got my outfit ready.( A/N: In Media) I decided to keep my makeup natural and just took out my twists from the night before. Once I did my morning hygiene I got dressed. I grabbed my bag, phone and put on my contacts before leaving my room to head to the kitchen.
"Morning Dad, Mom." I greeted, now being semi awake and less groggy. "Morning sweetie." Was their reply. I grabbed a bagel and sat down since I had a few extra minuets on my hands and began to eat, having a small chat with my parents before walking out of the front door to school.
Morning walks to school are interesting and usually give me some time to think about what will happen. Not that it'll be a great day, because I already know what I'm in for. But at least I can see AND you can't break a contact lens .
As the school, Charles Mason High, came into view I braced myself for what was yet to come. "Maybe if I try to avoid eye contact with them maybe they won't see me." I thought to myself. I really don't want to bothered today, and plus I'm feeling a little confident. No need for some boys to ruin my good vibes.
"Naomi, where you going girl?" Justin came up behind me with his boys following me into the school. "Justin, I'm on my way to class as you can see, so could you please leave me alone?" My voice shook. "Ha, but I don't think I want to, so I'm probably not going to." He retorted pushing me causing me to fall and sending my things flying out of my bag.
Kids stopped only to laugh and whisper things to each other but not to help me. "Awww, is little Naomi embarrassed about her things being everywhere?". Justin and his friends laughed. Sometimes, I don't even know why I try at all. And the fact that I do try makes things worse.
"Justin, please just leave me alone today. I don't even know why you bother me. I'm not even mean to you." I pleaded, tears spilling out of my huge brown eyes. "Don't be a cry baby Naomi." He then just kicked me in my side walking away with his friends to class.
Now the hallway was empty. And I didn't have any kind of help. So I think you know what I did. I cried. I sat there and I cried. I cried because I felt unloved, I felt hated, more hated then I already was but most of all I felt ugly and useless.
"Hey, are you okay?" A husky voice asked. It was definitely a boy. I wiped my tears and tried to stand, only to fall back down.I quickly covered my face. "Um, yeah I'm okay." I lied hoping that that he would believe me and go away. But he stayed right there because his shoes didn't move. "I think you need my help, and I'd be more than willing to do so." He told me. "You look afraid and hurt, seeing that you recently fell trying to stand, but I'm not going to hurt you, I mean I kinda want some new friends I just moved here." I looked up from my hands.
"Really? You really want to help me?" I half smiled. "I wouldn't mind." He told me. "Um, I-I guess." I took his out stretched hand and carefully got up. " Here let me get your stuff for you,I'm Daniel but my family calls me Diggy, you could too if you want." He informed me. "Well nice to meet you Diggy, I'm Naomi." I gathered my stuff from him and placed it in my bag once more holding onto him for support.
Now that I have a good look at his face he's actually pretty cute. He's tall, lightskin, straight teeth, cute dimples, and he actually cared to help me, which I thought was really sweet.
"You want to head to the nurse or do you want me to just walk you to class?" Diggy asked me. "Well I kinda want to clean my face up a bit,and then could you walk me to the nurse?" I asked him shyly. "Of course." We headed to the restroom so that I could remove my smeared makeup and re-do my lips and mascara, forgetting the eyeliner this time. I honestly appreciate Diggy's patience, even though I didn't take much time to fix myself up.
"Thanks Diggy it really means a lot to have someone who actually cares beside my folks." I told him as we walked to the nurse. "I don't really get much attention here, and when I do it's not good." He looked at me for a second, examining my face before replying. "No problem, Naomi. I couldn't just pass up a pretty girl in the hallway who looked hurt and was crying."
Once we got to the nurse's office he got me a bag of ice and walked me to class. "What class do you have next? I'll walk you if you would like." I smiled and replied with "I have Pre-Cal with Mr.Jones next. Who do you have?" "I actually have Mr. Jones too, When the bell rings just stay put and I'll come walk with you to class." He told me before smiling and jogging off across the hall.
