"Bye, Chester." I got out of my car and walked into my new school. I had to change my school because a lot of people got to know that I was the trustees daughter. My mom and dad are both trustees, my mom was of my old school, my dad is the school's trustee. I don't really mind it, but the attention gets weird. Plus a lot of people from other school moved to this school, so I am not the only new kid. My friend Samantha, Sammy came to this school too. We were together before she changed as her dad got a transfer order. But she's back. We have always kept contact and are still best friends. I remember when we first met I vomited on her dress in nursery. Then I always kept apologizing for that, literally every time I saw her. She thought I was crazy. But we became friends in 3rd grade. I always was alone, I had no friends. I don't know why, I just didn't. She noticed that and started talking to me. She was the girl in the class that wanted friends with everyone.
Me and Sammy met at the cafeteria before class and talked about everything. How much we missed each other and how much we love each other. That ended when we realized how gay we were being. We went to our first class, English, the teacher wasn't here yet. We just sat messing around like monkeys, that we are. Hate to admit, but I sometimes question if we are even humans. Anyways, I noticed that one bench was still empty. It was weird, it shouldn't be weird. The teacher came in with a guy, I know him. SHIT! Harry, that's Harry.
He looked at me and our eyes went wide. 5 years. Sleepless nights. Crying. Screaming. Hospitals. Heart Break. Everything thing was in front of my eyes. I looked away as tears formed in my eyes. Harry didn't say anything, he walked behind me and sat on the last bench, the empty bench. Everything felt uneasy, I couldn't breathe properly. Sammy noticed it and started talking, trying to make me laugh. But failed. I excused my self and Sammy running to the bathrooms. I sat in front of the toilet and threw up. Sammy held my hair carressing my back. After I was done I got up and washed my face removing all my make up. "I'm sorry." I said placing my hands on the sink looking at Sammy through the mirror. "It's ok, if I would be in your place I'd faint." Sammy laughed and I joined. It felt like I haven't laughed for years, when it's been just an hour. He did it on purpose, he wants to hurt me again. But not this time, I won't let that happen again. I am over him, he doesn't matter anymore. I just have to ignore him. That will be easy. This school is very big. Apart from English I will never see him.
