Tough love

I woke up with a blinding light pouring through my windows. Crap. I'm late for school! It's not like I have much to look forward to anyhow. School is I guess where I can escape my life at home. My dad does drugs and I don't have a mom. She died when I was 2 leaving me with my abusive dad. He started abusing me when I was 10. There was points where I thought I was going to die because it hurt so bad.

I pulled myself out of bed and put on some skinny jeans, and I put on my favorite blue shirt that my mom use to wear. I headed downstairs with my bag in my hand, and my favorite pair of neon green vans. I looked around to see if my dad was anywhere and once I knew the coast was clear I ran to the front door. Not making a sound.

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I got to the big doors of the school building and looked them up and down before opening the door and walking in. I looked down the hallway and there was no one down there. Thank goodness I thought to myself. I don't want to deal with anybody's crap right now. I headed down the hallway to find my locker. Once I saw locker 559 I opened it up and put my bag inside and grabbed the stuff I will need for chemistry.

It was 2 doors down from my locker and when I got to the door I opened it up and walked inside and as soon as I did all the faces turned to face me.

"Well ms Prescott it's nice of you to join us. But if you're done interrupting please take your seat."

I just nodded my head at her and headed to the far back of the room hoping she will get back on with the lesson so everyone will stop talking about me.

Thank goodness she started talking again I was starting to clam up a little bit. I hate when people talk about me.

"Hey." The boy next to me whispered.

Are my ears deceiving me or is somebody really talking to me?

"Hi." I whispered back.

"I'm Austin and I just moved here from San Antonio Texas."

"You haven't talked to a lot of people yet have you?"

"No why?"

"Everyone hates me at this school."

"Well they shouldn't. You're beautiful and don't think differently."

"Prescott! Mahone! Stop talking or you can finish your conversation in detention!"

I couldn't even answer him back but he just called me beautiful! I've never been called beautiful before, but I liked it. It made me smile like I have never smiled before but this wasn't a fake smile this was an actually real smile and I liked it.

I felt Austin's eyes burning into the side of my face and I thought it was cute how he was looking at me. I've never been looked at the way he was looking at me but I liked it. It made me feel good. I glanced over at him and he quickly turned away, and his face turned a deep shade of red and I just smiled at him and turned back around.