QUICK NOTE:
This is dedicated to DjMalik17! She seriously made me feel so good about my writing. :) She is absolutely so sweet and I seriously love her! She's beautiful in every way and she just- I can't. Thank you so much. :) Leave your name below Malik! Oh and I'm Valerie. :) Anyways... On to the story! :)
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About 30 minutes later I'm staring at the metallic grey rectangles. These are the doors that will take me from tortue to relief. I push the doors open and I'm welcomed by a roar of sounds. There are teenage kids running around. Some are just standing by their lockers and minding their own business. There are some who are pushing others around. Some who are standing in the corners, holding each other, looking scared out of their mind. Some who are just alone. There are guys who are trying to pick up a girl. There are guys already with their girls. There are guys with... other guys..
It's just... average high school..
"Move, dork.", I'm rudely broken out of my thoughts by my shoulder being yanked back. I whip my head around and see a guy with straight brown hair trapped underneath a dark, galaxy purple beanie, and clear blue eyes look back at me, laughing with his friends.
Dork. It may be the most cliche word ever used on this planet to bully people.
But it still hurts just as much.
"Stop standing there and looking stupid. You're getting in the way of everyone.", He turns back around and calls out at me, frowning. He has his hands cupped around his mouth, as though doing that will emit his rude speech any better.
I haven't been here for 5 minutes and I already miss my blades.
I rub the scars on my wrist, wincing whenever I touch still fresh wounds.
I squeeze my eyes shut in pain as my assisting bracelets rub into some of my marks.
I fish my hand into my pocket, searching for my over used, sharp metals. I get interuppted by a loud bell; ringing loud and clear in my ears, sounding through-out the school buildings.
"Get to class! Everyone! Go!", I turn around again and see a quite large teacher standing in front of me with her hands on her hips.
"Whose class are you supposed to be at?", She asks annoyed, tapping her foot impatiently.
Calm down..
I reach into my shoulder bag and pull out my class schedule paper.
I hand it over to her and she Oh's in realization.
"New student?"
I nod slowly and fix my falling bag back onto my shoulder.
"Do you know where this class is?", She turns the paper toward me and has her french tipped finger pointing to bold letters spelling out 'Science'.
I open my mouth to say something, but shyness overcomes me and I end up look at her dumbfounded.
"Well?", She asks, jerking the paper closer to my face. I take a small step back away from it and shake my head.
She mirrors my actions and grabs my upper arm, squeezing on the bone. She leads me down the empty hallways, occasionally picking up littered paper or pencils and telling stray students to go to class. She soon brings me to a mahogany colored door with a small tag nailed into it. I get pushed into the classroom before I can process what's happening. She throws me in by pulling back my shoulder and bringing it forward, fast, causing my bag to be snatched off my shoulder and tossed onto the floor in front of the teachers desk.
I glare at the fat teacher, thinking some very unladylike things, and snatch my skin out of grasp.
"Hello Miss." A tall, bald, skinny man is standing in front of the white board filled with letters and numbers.
"H-hi..", I say.
He jabs his hand out in front of me and smiles warmly. I grab his hand and shake mine slightly.
"What's your name?", He asks softly, as though speaking to a wild animal, trying to tame it.
I ignore his question and look around the classroom. There are 4 rows with 6 desks in each row. I look at each student and feel my eyebrows crease into a frown as I spot the boy from earlier with blue eyes, laughing with his friends, completely oblivious to the new student introducing themselves to the teacher. Suddenly, his head snaps up and his eyes meet mine. I quickly turn my head, in an attempt to avoid his gaze, and turn my attention back to the teacher.
"Uhh- Kat. I'm Kat..", I say quietly, fixing the glasses on my face.
"Well, Hello Kat! Welcome to our class! I'm Mr.Baldwin."
I almost burst out laughing at the irony of his surname.
"So, go ahead and take a seat in front of Louis."
I look at him curiously and he points to somewhere behind me. I follow his long, skinny finger...
Landing on a smirking blue eyed boy.
Great.
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I'm sorry it's so short! Maybe I'll make it longer next time! It's kind of hard coming up with ideas for a story and making it long at the same time. I love you guys so much! :) Even if I only have like 2 reads on each chapter it still makes me really happy that somebody is reading my lame book. Enjoy and please stay. xx ~Valerie aka Your Bitch.
