Meeting One Direction

Chapter 15

Previously:

"Here, I'll explain it to you." I proceed to tell her how to work the problem until the bell rings for first period. We pick our stuff up and walk inside when suddenly, I make contact with the ground.

Indieana:

I look up and see that Tamara tripped me. Thankfully, my papers didn't scatter around the hallways. "What's your problem Tamara?" I ask, getting slightly angry. This is not the first time she's embarrassed me like this.

"I didn't see you there, my mistake. You're just invisible!" she turns to her friends and they immediately laugh like it's the funniest thing they've heard.

"Watch out next time," I command.
"Or what Indieana? Are you gonna beat me up? I'd love to see you try." she remarks, rolling her eyes. I stand up, shaking the dust off my pants and pick up my backpack. "Just leave me alone," I walk away before she can get in my face. I am so humiliated, God I bet everyone saw that.

Jewels tries to keep up with me but I'm in no mood. Why does she think she can do that and not get in trouble? Who does she think she is? She's not the Queen of England. Just because she's a cheerleader with size zero jeans and the desired genetics doesn't mean anything.

There was a time I considered Tamara
to be one of my friends. One of her best friends from now, started a rumor that I was kissing her boyfriend at the time, Zac. She confronted me about it in front of the entire school. I told her I didn't and honestly who would? He was a disgusting pig who was always hitting on girls. She didn't believe me and walked away saying "I will make your life hell here Indieana."

She's definitely lived up to her saying.
She has pushed into me hard enough I've had a few bruises on my shoulder. Shes thrown my stuff all over the ground, thrown her food on me and called it an "accident". One day, when I'm no longer scared to stand up to her, I will. She'll realize she's messed with the wrong girl.

Jewels pulls me out of my thoughts with a hand squeeze and murmurs "It's ok Indie, don't let her get to you. I can't have you in your low spots anymore." she whispers, sounding scared. I hug her back muttering thanks as I remember what I did in my low spots.

I used to cut myself, hard. I try not to go back into that mode because it's hard to stop once you begin. I know that it's a bad way to handle the pain but I'd rather focus on something physical and watch it heal rather then focus on the emotional pain which may never heal.

"I'll see you later Jewels."

"No low spots!" she yells, walking away.
I head to class and time seems to rush by. I look at the clock and realize its
12 o'clock. I wait for the teacher to dismiss us. I hate when teachers say "I dismiss you, not the bell." She finally lets us go and I quietly walk to lunch and lay my stuff down on our table and get in line.

I grab a salad, cookie and milk and walk to my table. I avoid walking by Tamara's table. I don't need a replay of this morning. I successfully make it to the table unscathed and dig in. Nate comes to the table first and gives me a look.

"What?" I demand. "C'mere Indie, you obviously need a hug." he states, already knowing what happened this morning. I get up instantly and walk to his waiting arms and snuggle into his arms. He always gives the best hugs.

"Thank you so much Nate, I really needed this. I don't know why Tamara
tripping me this morning messed with me so much but...thank you." I reply, answering more truthfully than I thought I was. No problem Indie, Jewels told me everything and I'm always here for you." his murmurs softly.

Niall:

"Boys! I've got the perfect idea to surprise Indieana at school!" I yell to them excitedly. They rush down the stairs, all in states of undress and ask what it is. "We should go and pick Indie up from school but we should do it through the speakers! Schools in America have speakers don't they? Or maybe we can walk into her class and pick her up!"