Four years of hell.

Chapter two

I wake up on the could ground, I look up into the starry night sky and let out a mini sigh. I pull out my phone to see how late it is, no one even cares if I get home, my mum even thinks I'm a worthless slut. It is 8:30 and a winter night, so it's extremely dark and cold. I sit up and rub my head, I have a killer head ache now, maybe I will skip school tomorrow. I stand up with a wobble then head to the entrance of the school, I climb up the gate and land on the other side. The smell of spay paint insults my nose.
"What the hell is someone like you doing inside a locked school at this time of night?" A teenage boy asks me, either he doesn't know me or just doesn't recognise me in the dim lit street.
"Well I sorta got knocked out during lunch, and well no one helped me, I just woke up." I shrug at him.
"Woah, I mean like are you ok? Why the hell did someone do that? And why did they lock up the school with you in it?" His eyes look like they are about to pop out of his head.
"I'm used to it, been bullied for the past year. My boyfriend spread a rumour and well now everyone thinks I'm a slut, everyone hates me. I think even my mum wants me dead." I sigh.
"Oh, well I don't hate you." He gives me a soft smile.
"For now, what's your name anyway?" I raise my eyebrow.
"Oh I'm Jake, Jake Everlance, and what's your name?" He smiles. I've never met this guy before.
"Usually when I tell someone my name they ask for sex or call me a slut." I frown and look away, I suddenly feel a cold, soft hand on my chin, turning me to face Jake.
"Well I'm not gonna do that." He looks into my ocean blue eyes.
"Ebony White, my name is Ebony White." I look into his hazel eyes as he starts to smile.
"It suits you, beautiful name for a beautiful gal." He winks causing me to giggle.
"How come you aren't acting like everyone else, it's almost like you don't know my reputation." I saw letting the smile fade from my face.
"Well I don't know your reputation, I just moved here, got expelled from my old school and in trouble with the cops too much, so we moved. I'm starting school here in a few days." He says as he starts packing up his spray paints. I look at his art, it's a penguin with a gun.
"Uh interesting piece of, um, graffiti." I comment.
"Oh yeah, I got a list of things to graffiti, I just had to get this one out of the way. Not really my style, you know?" He zips up his bag and looks at me, I just nod.
"I should probably be heading home, might be able to sleep in the garage tonight." I say as I start to walk home.
"Wait, I'll take you back to mine, you can actually sleep in a house, maybe get some food on the way." He offers.
"Well I don't usually take lifts from strangers, but at the same time I don't want to walk at least ten blocks in the dark, so I guess." I smile before he grabs my hand and starts running towards his car, he opens the door to a black KIA that has green flames on the sides.
"I know where McDonald's is." He looks at me as he sits in the drivers seat. I just nod before he starts to drive.