My Dance Teacher

Chapter 34

A/n sorry if this is short for you guys I have guests over my house rn

I WILL MAKE A LONGER ONE OR ATLEAST TWO MORE SHORT UPDATES LATER

Cody's POV

*flash back*

It was a cold fall day, the leaves wer crunching under my feet as I walked home. The smell of pie and pine cones filled the air. My aunt and uncle from London were coming to visit us for a week and I could not be more excited.

My heavy backpack slung around my shoulders. I ran my hand through my slightly curly hair.

I heard more leaves and twig crunch. I thought it was just a regular pedestrian walking their dog. Boy was I wrong.

I turned to see who it was, once I heard the foot steps becoming louder and louder and then very close. My breath was knocked out of me as I was attacked by Eric and his clique. I remember the khakis he wore were slightly crinkled. And his polo shirt collar was slightly turnt upwards too much.

I had plenty of friends in middle school but I really focused on my Studdies and never hung out with them out of school. I had wanted to become a antestegeologist and wanted to have a good life in the future and not worry about the expense of something. To eric and his friends i was a

loser

Pathetic

Faggot

And gay

But Eric was very tall and muscular for an 8th grader. I was not.

I was going through an awkward stage and wasnt tall neither short. My teeth were gapped and my pimples were crazy, I honestly just looked awkward.

I Remeber once When I liked this one sweet girl, they would text her pretending to me and say humiliating and nasty things. The girl told her parents and I was never able to see her, and she was my partner for a project too. I had to do it all alone.

I was never really affected by the things they said and did.

I knew I would become better than he ever will be in a billion years.

He once beat me to a pulp and I was in acoma for days.

I had to lie to my mother. My own mother, because I knew they would do worse if I tell.

I shrugged it off and I got all A's and was accepted into a very smart school.

I transferred schools and Eric told everyone I was scared of him and ran away.

The year I left Eva moved.

Her and Eric were bestfriends and did everything together.

I stalked each on Facebook and twitter, getting pulled to Eva more and more.

She never knew me

She never will.

I sure was wrong

Me being as smart as can be I hacked into their accounts.

It was wrong but I had to know more.

I didn't post anything

I would never stoop down to Eric's level.

I read Eva's messages to her friends saying how Eric always tried to bring up anything sexual and she would reject, he cheated on her with the school whore and it crushed her terribly.

I Remeber her pictures on Facebook, her eyes never had the sparkle of happiness.

It was a green mess of crying and hurt. I could practically see the mascara running down her cheeks.