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Chapter 7: Don't laugh at me

Don't laugh at me,
don't call me names,
don't get your pleasure from my pain,
don't laugh at me. 

Vincent's POV

I don't know why I said those things to Amber. They weren't intentional. I was hurt, and she was hurt, and I guess that we both over reacted, about something that meant a lot to her, and I didn't even think about her feelings once. I only thought about myself. I mean, I did do a terrible thing. But, I don't know if I should tell her. 

I know that Zach meant a lot to her and all, but, it's been for the best, right? I mean, he was only tying her down. Not letting her show everyone else her full potential. She was always in the background hiding behind him, and I hate when someone over shadows my best friend. She should always be out in the open, in the spotlight. I know that she may not like it, but, she's amazing and everyone should know that! 

I go to school the next day. But don't see Amber anywhere to be found. I didn't expect her to be in homeroom of course, since that's also music class, but I didn't see her in calc either, before lunch. Maybe she's never going to come back to school? Oh, what have I done? 
I'm starting to think that her, and my own life is over when, I see her, she's in the back of the cafeteria at lunch, but nonetheless, there, present. I'm so excited to see her, that when I approach her, I forget about what I said the previous day. 

"Hey! Amber! It's great to see you at school, again!" I call out to her, from halfway across the cafeteria. She whispers something to Sierra sitting beside her, but doesn't give any recognition that I'm even there. Sierra slowly gets up from their table, where a crowd of upset and sympathetic girls are forming, and looking directly at me. 
Sierra doesn't look very happy to see me, like she usually does. This time, she looks deadly, like she's going to put me in a choke hold? I can't run, and I have to talk to Amber, I guess that I just have to get through Sierra first. *gulp*

"What did you do to her, yesterday?" Sierra asks, calm by deadly. 

"Nothing! I swear, I just went over to her house to cheer her up, or make her feel better." I say, less confident than when I went into the cafeteria. 

"Sure, you did." She sneers at me. She's generally so happy, and pretty, and all. But, today, she's down right terrifying.

"I did! Cross my heart, and hope to die!" I cross my heart, and look her dead in the eyes.

"Well then, I hope that you're ready to die tonight." She says venomously, flips her hair then turns to walk back to her table. "I mean, unless you want to I don't know, bring her boyfriend back from the dead. Because I know what you did." She says with her back still to me, then finally walks away. 

By now, it seems as though it's dead silent in the cafeteria, and I know that there's no way I'm getting anywhere near Amber, anytime soon. 

Wooaahhh! So hey! 
First A/N in a while, I hope that you guys like what I'm writing so far, ugh I'm so nervous that I'm killing my characters already, and not letting them have a chance to talk or breathe, ack! 
Anyways, tell me what you think about Vincent's POV! Is it a good idea to keep it in the story? Or did you guys not like hearing what he had to say?