Once again I woke up to the sound of my alarm just like I do day after day after day. 'Amy are you awake yet?, its ten to eight' my mum called out from outside my door I let out a loud groaning noise to let her know I was awake. I don't like talking just after I woke up I get annoyed; im not a morning person at all.
I arrived at school and sat in the corner of the yard with my headphones in waiting for the bell, just as I always do. I felt a soft touch tap on my shoulder 'fuck off, twats' I angrily exclaimed as I turned round. 'oh mikey im so sorry I thought you were....people' mikey stood there staring at me then cracked a little smile. 'its okay cutie! what ya listening to?' he asked as he sat down besides me. cutie? did he just call me cutie? happily surprised that he called me a cutie I started to smile 'im listening to never shout never. Do you like them?' I asked still smiling
'...im not sure I've never heard them' mikey took one of the headphones and placed it near his left ear. his eyebrows scrunched up and he asked what the fuck I was listening too. 'thats awful, im sorry I don't like that. its a way too soft. I thought you liked bands like MCR and bring me the horizon and shit?'
'I do but i also like this, I like different types of music' I said turning my head away and looking at the floor. mikey opened his mouth but before be could say anything the bell had gone. I wasn't good at leaving people so I stood up and with and awkward wave I began to walk away quickly.
it was the last lesson before lunch and I was in the same class as mikey who sat besides me. 'Hai gurlll' mikey skipped towards me as he took he seat. the whole class started to stare and I felt my stomach cave in. I looked up at him and forced a smile on my face. Half way though the class mikey grabbed my wrist tightly and whispered 'rawr' to me. I cringed in pain, he had grabbed were I had cut and I could feel it starting to bleed again.
'didn't mean to scare you again sorry. what did you get for 3?' he asked
'you didn't scare me and I got 56'
'I so did scare you. you jumped' he giggled to himself then continued to do his work.
I could still feel my wrist bleeding and soon enough my white long sleeves had blood seeping though. why did I were white today? this never happenes. I whispered oh dear to myself and pressed tightly on to my wrist under the desk. I saw mikey glance over at me a few times but he was probably just wondering why I wasn't doing my work. 15 minutes later the bell rang and I darted out of the room into the toilets. There was people crowded around the mirrors and the sinks so I hurried to a cubicle. The cubicles were dirty and disgusting with graffiti written all over. I put the filty lid of the toilet seat down and sat down as I rolled my sleeve up. still bleeding i had no other choice then to wrap toilet paper around my arm to work as a bandage.
after sorting it my arm out I went out on the yard, when waiting in my spot was Mikey. I sat down next to him and had a conversation with him for the entire lunch break and at one point he even gave me a hug!. when lunch was over i said goodbye to mikey and he gave me another comforting hug. Being in his arms made me feel safe and wanted. I headed back to class were I spent another 2 life draining hours with people throwing things off my head.
When I got home I did the usual things. ran to my room stripped off in to my pjs and sat on my lovely soft bed, which I spent all of my time. After an hour of lying down staring at the ceiling I decided I should do some homework. I managed to drag my body out of bed and walk over to my desk on the other side of the room. I got out my math book and reached into my jacket pocket to get a pen. I pulled out my pen aswell as a small folded piece of paper. how did that get there? I asked myself in confusion. I unfolded the paper; it was a note.
"to Amy,
I know what you do to yourself and I still think you are beautiful no matter what. Xx
- Mikey"
as I read the note my vision got more blurry with each word I read. I read until I had tears streaming down my checks. Did someone actually care about me?
