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I get to know Michael a little bit over the Maths lesson and the guy seems pretty nice. He moved from Australia over the summer because his dad had a job transfer. He does most of the talking because I still want to curl up into a ball and cry about everything. I just nod and occasionally smile.

I have nothing to say. It's actually more of a 'I don't want to say anything. What's the point?' To open up to someome and just learn that they will soon abandon me for being me. I might as well just sit and listen. I have two ears, one mouth. I'll listen twice then speak once. That's me.

I look around the classroom and I can't see Andrew, kinda upsets me because I don't know what I'm going to do over lunchtime, I know Anabel is in the school so I need to be with someone . Oh well, I'll just find somewhere to sit and get on with my life alone. Loner.

The lesson ends and I just wander around, earlier I saw there was a little greenery space with a few benches so I just so there and eat my lunch quietly. I'm glad nobody sees me and asks me any questions, I still need to grasp the idea of coming to school again.

The next two lessons pass and I'm fine with that, I've talked to a few people in class but they aren't people I think I'd fit in with. You'll never fit in.

I plug my earphones into my iPod at the end of the school day and play my music on the loudest to try block my thoughts out as I walk home. I'm terrified. Because I have the person who scares me most in the same place as me again. I may be smiley and seem happy at school itself but if I see that person everyday, my mindset would actually be quite different.

Just when I filter through my thoughts and calm myself down with a little self belief I feel my earphones being yanked oyt of my ears and my iPod slipping out of my hands. I turn to see who it is and those bright blue eyes are glaring right at me. I can hear my heart pounding, my hands shaking like mad so I put them in my pockets. The sound of an unpleasant  crunch comes from the ground. I see my iPod's screen cracked after being stepped on by Anabel. She slightly lowers herself to my height and brings her face closer to mine. I'm breathing heavily because I'm terrified out of my life. And the idea of words forming for me to speak seem ridiculous. I feel her breath near my ear as she whispers 'Welcome back to school, Alisa. Welcome. Back.'

She looks me in the eye and I'm pretty sure she can see my face full of fright and just by that the smirk on her dace grows very very quickly. She takes one last look at the ground at my shattered iPod and kicks it into the middle of the road. Just at that second, a car decides to speed along and the tire just so happens to go over it, battering it even more.

My vision becomes blurry as the tears I've been struggling to hold back become stronger than me once again. The tears are too difficult to keep in and this time I actually do curl up into a ball on the side of the pavement and cry my heart out. My head resting on my hands that are gripping my weak knees together against my chest. It was an alright day until my worst nightmare decided to show up and ruin everything for me.

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'Alisa?' I can hear my name being called but I don't look up because I don't want anyone to find out what happened. With that I can hear their footsteps quickening as they pace towards me. I can feel someone's body beside me and with the familiar scent I know I'm somewhat safe. Benny. 'Alisa. Look at me.' My brother says to me, I don't know what he's thinking right now but I do know that he is worried because of the wavering in his voice. 'Actually no, get up, let's go to my car and home.'

Just when I get up, Benny being the amazing brother he is, picks me up so he can carry my over to his car because he knows I'm weak. Its as if he can see right through me. 'Let's go home little duckling' he whispers into my ear as my head rests on his shoulder and my legs wrapped around him so its easier for him to carry me.

It may look wierd to others but I really don't care. When I need support from my brother, he is always there for me and knows me better than anyone else.

At home, Benny lays me on the couch because I fell asleep in the car. I barely wake up when he put a the blanket over me so I keep warm as I sleep. Oh how I love my brother. Even in my sleep I cry because of how much he supports me but I forever will be in his debt for being such a thoughtful person.

Hi. Idk if people are acc reading this and enjoying it?
The pace of the story will quicken but yeah :)
-XcashtonsloverX


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