Opinions Arent Facts

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I raced down the hallways filled with mocking laughter.
My hair fell to sheild my face that was now dripping with tears as I ran.

I hated them! I hated them all!

I pushed through the doors and flew down the steps.

I accidentally missed one and fell head first to the bottom.

There was more laughter as they all stared and pointed at me as if I was their greatest entertainment.

"Clumsy bitch."

I heard a girl snicker. Another next to her laughed as the walked pass me and up the stairs.

I slowly rose to my feet in pain. I held to my right arm that took most of the impact.

There was blood dripping from my forehead, luckily my hair was down enough as to not be able to see the blood staining it.

I winced as I took the first step. Without caring who was around, I staggered away from the hell hole.

I hate the whole fucken lot of them!

Anger seethed within me as I made my way to the main gate.

I saw that there was now no one around and began to walk off in a random direction.

I had been walking for about a good 2 hours now, I think I maybe lost.

The sun was sitting really low in the sky as I kept walking.

My head was pounding, my arm felt like it was going to drop off and my feet ached.

There was a sound of a cars motor speeding up the road at a deadly pace.

The sound of breaks screeching and pulling it to a stop. I didnt bother to look back.

At this point, I was secretly hoping it was a man with a gun and a great hunger for the blood of a pathetic teenage girl begging for death.

"Katana!"

I heard someone yelling for me. I still didnt care.

My feet were now moving on their own. I heard the sound of footsteps following me.

A pair of hands pulled me to a stop and I stumbled backwards and ended up falling to the ground in exhaustion.

"Katana! You okay?"

It was a boy who asked. My head lazily rose to see a boys face staring down at me.

"Kayde?"

I whispered.

His hazel orbs were filled with worry as lines etched across his forehead.

"Shit."
He cursed.

I felt his hands slide under my thighs and behind my back. I was lifted from the ground and he began moving to the car that had been speeding.

He placed me in the back before getting in after me.

I felt something cool and wet being pressed against my forehead and wipe away the blood that had since dried up.

"The hell did you do?" He growled. I smiled slightly at his worry.

"I had a competition with the stairs then the ground decided to make it tag team." I could only just manage to get out.

My throat still dry from crying. A small smile played on his lips.

"You're an idiot."

I nodded, which hurt my head.

"Why'd you run from school? I couldn't find you all day." The smile had disappeared and his frown was back.

"They did it again. They called me names and told me to jump of a cliff. To just die." I whimpered.

His frown turned to a deadly glare.

"When'd you start caring what they thought. Opinions arent facts."

He said as he held my face in his hands.

"Stop worrying about what others think of you." Tears blurred my vision before dripping down my cheeks.

"Kayde." I whispered as I began to cry all over.

I pulled him closer and crushed him in a hug.

'Thank you.'

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