What Lies Beneath

Chapter 1

TYLER'S pov,

As usual I arrive late to school. I walk into the school doors holding my right side. "God he got me good" I arrive to my second period class, health. Ha yeah, I need this class. I snicker to myself.

I sit in the back of the room, not wanting to be seen by anyone. It's not that I'm anti-socal it's just that I don't want anyone calling me emo or fagget. But you know I can't have the things I want now can I? Someone from the front of the class turned around and mouthed "kill yourself" then gestured cutting their wrist.

I hate how we act like a bunch of soulless creatures.

I roll my eyes. "Every fucking day" I lay back in my seat. "CLASS" I nearly fall out of my seat. "We have a new student. "His name is David Andrews."

Wow a pretty boy. His blond hair covered his ocean blue eyes. Pfft my hair is pitch black along with my hideous eyes, I guess that's why my mom calls me raven. I'd be a pretty cool bird if I'm being honest.

I continue to stare into his eyes. "Mr . Andrews go take a seat next to Mr.Mathew." Thats me, Tyler Mathew. The gay emo faggot.  I raised my hand so he can see who the name belongs to. Wait why does he have to sit next to me? I can already hear the girls idealizing over him. God some of them are even giving me a dirty look.

My train of thought was cut off by a sudden call of my name. I look over to see Mr. Pretty boy staring at me. "Yes?" He looks at me smiling. "My names David, what's yours?" I sigh "Tyler" I look out the window to see rain falling. "Tyler, what a cute name" He smerked "c-cute?" I scoot my chair away from him leaving me against the wall. He also scoots his chair closer. Damn I continue to stare at the rain.

I suddenly feel a sharp pain in my right side. "Nnn" The pain grows. I raise my hand then leave for the bathroom. Mr. Pretty boy decides to tag along.

I finally get to the bathroom. I run into the stall and lock it. I take my shirt off, reviling a large bruise on the right side of my waist. "Damn he got me really good this time."I hear pretty boy come banging on my stall. I fell on the floor, gripping my side. "Fuck nnnn"

"Tyler are you okay?" I say nothing as the pain grows more. The last thing I see is him  crawling under the door. He sees the the bruise on my side and holds me in his arms. "Tyler what happened?!" Ha I couldn't tell Mr. Pretty boy. I pass out from the pain.