Chapter 4" What happened to you?"

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Prom was next week and everyone was getting asked.

This morning in math Luke asked Hannah to prom, of course she said yes, then they kissed and hugged until Mr. Jones told them to stop. It was quite funny actually.

Anyways now I'm in science, it's so boring. We are learning about different types of chemicals and what their purpose is, why do we care?

As I was listening to Mrs. Bluestone a piece of paper hit me. I turned to Luke to see him mouthing "open it". I wasn't in the mood for some snotty stuck up remark, so I took the piece of paper, crumbled it until it couldn't, and then threw it hard at his face. He was taken back by my throwing skills, but I've played softball for 9 years.

I could see a paper cut by his lip that started bleeding.

" Ugh man!" He yelled getting Mrs. Bluestones attention.

" What's wrong?" She asked

" That freak threw a piece of paper at me and cut me!" He yelled

" Oh please, be a man suck it up." I said rolling my eyes which earned me a glare from him.

" You'll be fine Mr. Hemmings. And for you." She said pointing at me

" Knock it off or you'll get detention." She said as I rolled my eyes. Typical, I get detention for something Luke does.

The bell rang so I packed up my things and left the room. As I'm passing the lunch room I heard fast footsteps behind me.

Oh gosh I'm in for it.

Someone ( I'm assuming Luke ) grabbed my shoulder, spun me around, and kicked me hard it my stomach.

It didn't hurt as much as he wanted it too because I stood standing.

" Why didn't you just open the stupid piece of paper!" He yelled, his ocean blue eyes turned grey.

" Because I've had enough of your pet names for me." I said back with as much anger as him.

" You idiot. Michael asked me to give it to you because he wanted to go to prom with you." He spat

" Wow he didn't even ask me himself, and by the way why would I wanna go to prom with someone who hates me?" I asked still not finished

" You know Luke, I'm sick and tired of your games. I'm sick and tired of the way you treat me, and I'm sick and tired of getting hurt. I don't think you realize how much you have hurt me, you've done a heck of a lot to me and you still do more. Do you think this is a fun little game? Well it's not, it's my life. And I can't wait till I graduate so I never have to see you again." I spat

" You always say what I've done to you, but what about what you did to me?" He asked in a calmer voice.

" Maybe it's time you stop thinking about yourself." He added

" Me?" I laughed sarcastically

" Me stop thinking about myself?"I said laughing

" Wow Luke." I said rolling my eyes.

" You just don't get it huh?" He said rolling his eyes and walking away.

" No I don't get it! I have absolutely no idea what your even talking about! What have I ever done to you?" I yelled

" Forget it." He said as he continued walking

" No! What have I done, what could I have possibly done to make you hurt me everyday!?" I asked flailing my arms

" I said that's enough." He said with anger.

" What happened to you?" I muttered

He choose to ignore my last comment and continue walking. Tired of this,I grabbed my backpack, went into the lunch room and sat by Anna. I avoided eye contact with Luke for the rest of the day, I'm sick of this.

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