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Song of the chapter: Wishing Well by Blink 182
I finished off my last bite of milo and felt my phone buzz in my blazer pocket. I was slumped over in the dinging room chair, feeling tired from the week I'd had and annoyed by the fact that it was still only Thursday. I took out my phone to see a text from Calum that read as:
Hey Scar, I forgot to tell you that Mikey and I are on retreat today and won't be walking the normal way to school. Sorry :(
I unlocked my phone and texted him back saying that it was no worries and that he'd forgotten the nose in his smiley face.
During rest of my time spent getting ready, I was looked forward to the day significantly less. As in, I wasn't. At all. I didn't want to get up from bed and go to school very much this morning, but knowing that I'd see the boys gave me motivation to rise from my slumber. Now, I no longer had that motivation.
The walk was even worse. I was all alone and no one likes being alone- myself included. Sure I liked spending some time to myself -by myself- but that's when I choose to be alone because I'm not in the mood to be around other people, not when I'm forced into being alone.
I shuffled my feet along the footpath as I stared directly down at them. Not only did I not want to look at anyone or have to look happy, but the sun was fucking bright and I didn't have any sunglasses. So much for winter.
I walked through the school and up most of the concrete stairs before losing my footing on one of the steps at near top. I flapped my arms around stupidly, like a bird with broken wings, and fell down to the bottom of the stairs, my body hitting one step on the way down then rolling down the rest.
"Fuck," I cursed under my breath after I slightly recovered from hitting the hard ground face first.
My nose hurt like a bitch, my head was throbbing, and my palms and knees stung crazily from where I'd scraped them.
I heard someone suddenly break out in laughter and then another person, and another, and then at least three others. I felt my face go bright red with embarrassment as I turned over and looked up at the group of seven or so people in fits of laughter.
"Are you" -gasp to catch breathe- "okay?" One of the witnesses whom I knew as Lauren, asked through her uncontrollable laughter.
"I'm fine, thanks." I lied standing up despite the dizziness I was feeling and then pain in my knees. I quickly turned around and walked to the bathroom as quickly as I could (in my state) then dropped my bag outside and went straight to the mirror.
I saw that I had a small graze about the size of a bottle cap on my forehead as well as a swollen and slightly scratched nose and a busted lip. I reckon if I walked down the street people will think I was in a brawl. After wiping the blood off of my body and face, I picked up my bag and made my way out the bathroom, ready to face the stairs once again.
I made my way up -gripping onto the hand rail for dear life- and walked through the double doors and up another flight of stairs, to my locker.
After gathering my books for my first two periods, I waited for the Abi to arrive. At 8:10 I started to wonder where Abi was. Normally, she'd arrive at 8:00 but not usually after the 8:08 mark. I decided to text her and ask her where she was. After five minutes I still didn't have a response. This was very strange behaviour for Abi, if she was staying home sick, normally, she would text me and let me know in the morning.
Maybe her bus crashed. Or she was kidnapped on her way to school. Or her house caught on fire with her in it. Well, it's officially confirmed, Abi's dead.

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Way Back When- lrh
RandomScarlett was born and raised in Riverstone, Sydney, just like three-quarters of world famous band 5 Seconds of Summer. Despite being the same age as the boys and being from the same city, she never got to meet them, unless you include endless hours...