Wounded

Chapter twelve

I'd just like to say how happy I am for having 1,644 reads!!! I can't explain the joy I am feeling!!!! Thank you guys for reading!! I swear I'll try writting more and making chapters longer just understand I'm pretty moody and I have to be in the mood to write so please don't hate me. Enough talk here you go! Enjoy!(:

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Eric's P.O.V.

"Ana can we hang out at lunch please? Please tell me what I did wrong!" I asked.

"Yeah sure but I need to do something first. If you can't find me please go to the office and tell Ms.Payne that you couldn't find me. She'll probably know where I am." Why was Ana avoiding eye contact? Did I really do something wrong? Or is she just not telling me something?

  It was too late to ask since the lunch bell rang, oh well i guess she'll tell me when she's ready to talk.

  Time to get some lunch and hang out with the annoying populars.Yaaaaay. Note my sarcasm!! Populars are so annoying! All they do is pick on others and worry about their looks and social status! It scares me how concided these people could be! I'm basically the only prep who won't call someone a faggot because they express themselves differently. Honestly the pranks they pull just get worst and worst!

*Flashback to last friday*

  I closed my locker once I had all the homework and books I'd need over the weekend. When I turned around towards the front doors, the hallways were pretty much empty since there was a party tonight held by one of the seniors who invited a whole bunch of people so everyone was getting ready to get wasted out of their minds. While I on the other hand, will be studying for my forth period Intermediate Algebra test. Thats when the most annoying laugh came from a little further down the hall. A group of cheerleaders were walking towards my direction and the cheer captian, Maria Garcia, has been throwing herself at me since we met. Basically she's the school slut. If only she knew the real me. Anyways she walked right into a girl with long purple hair and dressed in all black along with black make-up. What the heck?!?! She walked into her as if expecting her to move out of the way beause she was there. Thats when she pushed her down and her posse took all the girl's stuff and threw it all over the the ground.

"EEEEWWW get out of my way you freak!! Your kind isn't welcome here! Why haven't you left school yet?! It's this late into a friday and you're still here?! Go home and kill yourself already! I'm sure mom would like that you attention seeking bitch!" Maria yelled. "Mom said you were a mistake and should of been like me, but no you had to be an emo faggot listening to more faggots screaming their satanic shit you call music! Just die already! No one wants you here! Not even dad wanted you." A smug grin spread across her face as the girl silently cried.

  Maria pushed down her younger sister, Clarissa Garcia, and was verbally and mentally abusing her. I heard Maria liked to bully her own sister but I've never witnessed it before. How could a family hate each other so much they had to make their lives a living hell?! Suddenly a pang of jealousy hit me, how could such an ungratful slut treat her sister like that?! At least she had a family! I had to stop this and make that bich apologize for what she said! Before I could do anything to stop this, they all started kicking Clarissa and cussing her out while she was sprawled out on the floor wimpering at each kick she recieved.

"Leave her alone Maria!" I yelled.

  They all suddenly stopped kicking Clarissa once Maria stopped to look up at me. She flipped her hair over her shoulder and stepped on her sister as she made her way over to me.

"Omg! Hey babe. "She purred. "Sorry you found out about that disaster that I'm unfortunatly related to. Don't worry about her because she's done worst to herself." She said with a smile.