"Bobbi you're doing an amazing job, but why does it looks so......... dark and sad."
I liked Mrs.Wilkerson and all but her happiness and positivity annoyed me so much. She thought life was just filled with rainbows and sunshine.She loved bright colors and she would always tell me to use them in my drawings or paintings and I never do.
I shrugged. To be honest I didn't realize what I drawn till she said something.
"Are you doing okay?" She asked.
No.
"Yes ma'm."
She nodded and finally left.
"I like it." Hunter commented.
"Thank you."
Its strange how he wanted to be friends with me. At first, I was kind of nervous if he rejected me , but then how he stood up to me with that girl ,who now everyone thinks has STD's, I knew he would be a good friend.
"Are you ever going to apologize to that girl." I asked.
"Nope." He said popping the p.
"Um so you know how that thing happened between you and Josh and the whole freak thing."Hunter added.
I shivered hearing his name.
"Yeah."
"Um he can be a dick sometimes, not even sometimes but a lot of times."
I laugh as he emphasize a lot.
I then realized I was kind of use to talking to him without the whole stuttering crap.
"Why did you even stand up for me." I chuckled.
"Because the hoe had no right to say that to you. You're not a freak and you are gorgeous. Really you are more prettier than her."
No.No.No. I felt my cheeks get really warm.
Please don't believe him. You're ugly and you will always be ugly.
"T-thank you."
Oh no I was doing so good without stuttering.
"No problem kitten. I wonder where-
Soon the door is swung open by Josh, Dylan, and D.J.
"What a fucking coincidence." He sighed.
I punched his arm.
"Stop swearing."
"Fine, mom." He chuckled.
"Late again."Mrs.Wilkerson sighed.
The boys walked towards us. D.J sat next Hunter, while Dylan sat in front of Hunter, and Josh sadly sat next to me. Big mistake. I couldn't help but shiver as he sat next down to me. I'm greeted to his scent again cigarettes and cologne.It was so addicting. But then I smelt something very diffrent.Marijuana..
"Yeah man we're kind of messed up right now especially Josh." D.J explained.
I looked at Josh and he was already looking at me.
He looked sad and guilty, it looked liked he was crying but maybe it was the drugs.
Then I felt something on top of my hand,it was his hand.
I felt my breathing go a little fast.
I look up to see Josh and he's just rubbing and looking at my hand as if he discovered something new.
YOU ARE READING
The Troubled Ones
Teen Fiction"We're all pretty bizarre. Some of us are just better at hiding it, that's all."-The Breakfast Club ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ A girl that doesn't eat, a boy that cuts.