I stomped out the classroom, tears spilling out of my eyes. Everything's a blur, snot falls down my lip, I lick it, it tastes sour and then I throw up on the pavement in disgust. I feel such a mess, my bun on my head is like a plop of bird poo from where in pe it fell out. My uniform is creased from where my dad forgot to iron it and my face looked like a tomato as I was in such a state. I wish I haven't overreacted. But I couldn't handle the drama. I wished I'd just asked if I could go shopping with them and then there wouldn't have been all this hate and anger. All this negativity fills my head. Just kill yourself, my mind says no one likes you. I run across the street- there's a flash of white then a very loud girly scream.
It's mine.
I lay on my side, my eyes fluttering to try and stay awake. "Stay with us, dreary," an elderly woman with dark skin. I try to get up, I struggle, " Don't get up, you could be seriously injured." She says adamantly.
My parents are going to get so mad with me, Tabs, Fe and Nats are going to be wondering why I'm late meeting them at the field... I know we fell out but thats our meeting place every Friday, I hope they don't come looking for me. Even with old woman holding me down, I get up and attempt to run away- only to find i face plant the floor. I can't feel my legs. "WHATS WRONG WITH ME?" I scream.The ambulance comes sprinting down the street. They lift me onto a platform then put my head, and legs in support casts. I honestly don't know what's going to happen. If only I hadn't over reacted then right now the fantastic four would be together at the field gossiping. I wish I could turn back time. But I can't.
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The fantastic four
Ficção AdolescenteWhatever life throws at you, you need to work things out before its to late. No friendship is perfect❤️