Chapter 8

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"Nathan, Nathan. Wake up". I've been doing this for an hour. I wanted to write sharpie on him but he had such a cute face. I leaned in close and wanted to try something. I was about to kiss him when he woke up. "What are you doing here". "This is my hideout Nathan. What are you doing here Nathan". "Well it's a long story. To confusing for a little girl like yourself. We'll I must go now". Then he just ran away like nothing happened. I just stared at him like he was crazy. Later that day I went to school and after my
3rd hour we ate lunch. I saw this girl sitting all by herself. I asked Loyola and Jade to sit with her. We got to the table she tried to move but she quickly say down when she saw us sit there. "This is really wired sitting with her Christen. She should go". " Loyola's right for once". "Shut up Jade". "We should just go". I ignore them. I know how it feels to be left alone. Have no friends. I move to the other side of the table where she was and sit next to her. "Do you mind". She has a very soft voice. "I just saw you sitting by yourself so I came over with my friend". "But there's two people here". "Ya one is my aqua tense". "Ok. Now just leave me alone". " "Look Christen I'm moving to my another table with Jade. You can stay here by yourself". I don't even move and inch. They just walk off leaving me here with this stranger. "So what's your name". She doesn't answer so I ask her more questions. "How has your day been"? She just shrugs. "Look whoever you are I'm just trying to nice"."Yell you can stop and my name is Elizabeth". "Well nice to meet you Elizabeth". We finally get to know each other by the end of lunch. We talk and laugh when we go to our next class. Loyola walks up next me without saying a word. "Hey, what's wrong". "It's just that your hanging out with someone else then me. Now I can see why you didn't have any friends". I don't know why I did it but I punch her in the arm and run away crying the whole time. I ran into someone. I tried to go left and right but they wouldn't let me go. I cried and cried into there shoulder. I finally stop and saw that is was Nathan. He takes me to my next class. We walk in silence. He drops me off and walks away without a word. I tried to tell him thanks but my throat was to swollen to even speak. When I change to my clothes I saw the popular kids pick on this one new person everyday. Soon it will be mine. They look at me smiling and one came right to me. She said "Hey I'm Megan and I heard your new hear". "Ya,why do you care". "I just want you to know our system of how things so around here". She stopped and I heard a girl crying and she came running past me full with tears. I wanted to help her but Megan grabbed my arm so tight I though a grown man was about to tear my arm out when the bell rang for class. "You got lucky but your next after class". She and her gang laughed. I ran out of the room and into P.E. Time went by so fast. I didn't want class to end cause I know the populars will do something to me next. When the bell rang I sprinted to the locker room and tried to change quickly but Megan got there when I did. So her and the gang pulled me to the stalls. I tried to run but it was like a brick wall. They shoved me in the stall. They all came in looking at me like I'm there last meal. One of them grabbed a blindfold. They held me down and everything went dark. I heard them whispering about something when they slapped me. I tired to get the blindfold off but they wouldn't let me. I screamed and screamed to the top of my lungs. They were pinching me all over and slapping me every time I flinched. I hated that so much. The quickly grabbed my hands and made me slap myself. I was screaming help when I heard another girl come in. I was thinking please don't do anything to me. I heard smacking sounds and the stall door opening and closing. I could see again. I looked around to find that Elizabeth was there. She told me everything that she saw. I told her thank you and when we got out of P.E. I saw Nathan running to me with a smile on his face.

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