"And...Maia you will be with Liam." my English teacher said. My eyes widened, NO UGH THE PUNK KID? He's annoying. I quickly raised my hand shaking my head. "Yes Maia?" I fiddled with my fingers, "Can i umm not be with that guy?" I asked biting my lip. "And why is that Maia?" the teacher asked concerned. I couldn't tell her my mom doesn't want me around boys, that would make me look badder.
"Personal reasons." I heard a smirk come from the back row and I looked back to see Liam grinning at me. I shot him a glare and turned back to the teacher. "Sorry but I can't switch try and work things out" I groaned and put my face in my hands. I breathed in deeply and out, that's what my anger management trainer told me to do. She said it was better than trying to cut my problems away.
The bell rang and students gathered their things and poured out the class. I got up out of my seat and gathered my books only to be knocked over my desk sending my books flying. I hear laughing as I saw a perky blonde walk out the door. That's it I'mm done.
I stormed out the class room when i spotted her, Makayla. She's the school perk with a rich daddy. I stomped over to her grabbing a hand full of her T shrit slinging her across the room. "STOP MESSING WITH ME!" I yelled, The hallway got quiet.
"MY LFIE IS BAD AS IT IS AND I DONT NEED THE SCHOOLS BITCH TRIYNG TO MAKE IT WORSE!" I ran down the hall tears pouring out of my eyes. I rammed into the doors running to the football field. I ran behinde the bleachers and threw myself on the ground and sobbed.
Then I remembered I brung it to school. I reached in my jacked pocket and pulled out a shiny razor. I broke my razor when I was mad and took the blades out. I still had the cuts on my finger tips when i held it.
I took the razor and held it in my hand moving my hair out of my face as I tried to find a good spot to cut.
I found a scar that I had made months ago and pressed the cold blade to my skin. I slid it horizontaly across my skin not even making my flinch. I had 103 cuts total now counting 104. I did it so many times I went to the hopsital alot. I ddin't care, my life sucked.
Liam's p.o.v
I saw the red haired girl storm out of the school crying. What's her problem? A little perky blonde hurt her feelings? Ha, but I couldnt notice one thing that caught my eye. She seems innocent but yet she's tough. Why run away when you can beat the crap out fo someone.
I shrugged as I threw my stuff in my locker and grabbed my homework. "YO LIAM YOU COMING TO THE PARTY TONIGHT? " My friend Jeremy yelled. "I don't feel like it, it's probaly gonna be lame anyways." and with that I walked out of the school to the football field.
I come here to think, Even though I think about nothing. It's only Me Myself and I. I saw the red haired girl get up from behinde the bleachers. What's she doing out here? Ugh shut it Liam just let her mope about her life. I saw her hop into a red car and drive off, is she gonna do all the work? I sure of hell aren't. Don't care how tough she is, I always get what I want.
