Sunscreen

Sunscreen- Day 1

Day One

I sink back into my bed as the screeching alarm wakes me from my not so sleepy rest. The drinks from last night are just starting to kick in and my head is ready to combust at any second. I grab my alarm and rip it out of the outlet and threw it against the wall on the other side of my room. The plastic shards of the shattered alarm clock scattered across my tan carpet. What were my parents going to think about this.
Not bothering to pick it up I get dressed in my long, dark, blue skinny jeans, and my long sleeved Green Day shirt. I pick out a long pair of socks from my drawer and slip them on, and slide them past my calves under my pants. I fold my pants over and head over to the bathroom. I turn on the lights on and let the warm rays from the light bulb dance across my skin. This is as close as it gets to the sun's rays, this is close as it gets to being normal.
Looking in the mirror I see my sad blue eyes staring back at me. Scars filled my young skin making me look like a dead man. Each one came from a different time, take for instance, the scar above my right eyebrow. The long stretch of scarred tissue came from when I was very young when my parents accidentally dropped me near a window, and my forehead landed in the light coming from it and burned quite a wound. The small circle scar near my lip came from the first day at school in kindergarten. John, the first kid to start teasing me about my allergies, he discovered I had my problems after holding a magnetizing glass up to the window and the magnetized ray came and burnt a small circle near my lip. The 9 other scars burnt near my hairline, nose, eyelid, upper lip, ear, neck, through my left eyebrow, chin, and my cheek, all came from bullying incidents each year of school, ones in which I wish never to relive again.
I rummage through my bathroom drawers and grab out my brush, and run it through my orange auburn hair letting it fall back down below my shoulders until it lands on the small of my back. I grab some ointment from my mirror cupboards and smear the translucent lotion on my face ears, and any other exposed skin that will be showing during the school day.
I run upstairs and jog past the covered windows to the kitchen. My mum sat by the stove cooking something for me, my guess it was the first day of school breakfast which usually included a pancake, bacon and fresh squeezed orange juice. It was always a sweet thought from my mum, she knows how I feel about school and what happens there every year. As I sit down at the kitchen and wait for my mom to finish cooking I opened up my backpack and clutched my thin layered gloves for school. I slipped them on and my mother handed me a plate full of golden brown pancakes and bacon cooked to a crisp. Getting up from my seat a ran and engulfed my mum in a hug, "Thanks mom," looking up I saw her warm smile and caring face looking down at me, "do I have to go?"
She frowned at me, I untangled myself from her grasp, "I'm sorry sweetie, I'm sure it will be better this year," she tried to reassure me, I hung my head and sat back down and finish my breakfast, "Well, you best be going, the bus is here," I took a quick sip of my orange juice and hauled my backpack on my shoulder, slipping my baseball cap on. Before I slipped out the door of my house I put on a gray slip on hoddie and walked out.
Once I got on the bus I watched as all the kid stared at me like I was a freak, like every year I moved. After what felt like an hour I found an open seat and sat down in it. I picked at my gloves while the rest of the kids got on and found their seats.
All the kids started standing up as the bus approached the school. Once it finally stopped the students shoved their way into the bus alleyway and got out of the bus one by one. So far so good, no one has asked any me and questions about what I'm wearing yet. As the kids got out of the bus, the line's end came closer and I stepped in the line. Climbing out of the bus I slowly took leisurely steps toward the entrance, enjoying my time before I had to face my nightmare. I felt the burning sensation on my right cheek and turned my my head to see the sun staring back at me. I tilted my hat toward the sun quickly pulled my hood down before my sun screen wore out. I hurriedly jogged towards the school. Wrapping my hand around the handle of the school door I could feel myself shaking. My head still pounding from last night's drinks, still hidden under my bed.
"Are you going to open that door?" I heard a deep voice come from behind me. I whip around to see a dark skinned boy around 5.10. A small smile tugged at his face as he waited for my reply.
I stared at his kind looking face drowned in the sun's light for as long I could, because I knew when I started talking it would change, taking that caring face with, "Umm, y-yeah?" I stuttered, but it almost sounded like a question. Pulling open the door, I stood next to it and waited for him to say something or walk in the school.
Giving me one last look he walked into the building. I felt my muscles relax and I let out a breath I must've been holding since he first spoke to me. I took a few more calm breaths and walked into the school.
The felt the atmosphere change, one second I was kind of 'calm', the next second I was even more scared than I expected. My hands were literally shaking along with my knees. I wobbled over to an open wall as everyone seemed to be surrounding me more and more. My heart could barely keep up with my legs, I felt it pounding on my chest faster and faster. What was merely a couple feet, felt like miles until I sat down near the trash bin away from everyone else. Noises from everywhere, faces above, below, and all around me stared holes into me until I was disappeared until nothingness.
I pulled my head into my knees and let it all out, sobbing all of it came back to me, the bullying, the teasing, the alcohol, even my own self was hurting me. I felt stuck, stuck inside someone, something I wasn't. I'm not ready for this again, once that bell rings my life I attempted to renew, is ruined.
Speaking of the Devil, the bell rang, and I willingly sat up and wiped the few stray tears under my eyes. I knew my mom would be disappointed if I didn't attend school today so I slowly walked into the office.
"Yes? Mis, er, what's your name?" The lady behind the decked scanned me. She looked at me with a disgusted face.
"Kaleb Ember," I stated not even looking up to meet her eye while responding.
"Middle name?" She asked.
"Catherine," I quickly replied, I watch her type it in and examine the screen.
She looks at me then back at the screen, "Umm, you might have the wrong school, we don-,"
"K," I interrupt her.
"Pardon?"
"It's Kaleb with a 'K'," she gives an 'oh' face and retypes the information. With a click of the mouse a paper came out of the printer behind the woman. She whipped around and pulled the paper from the printer and handed it to me. I nod and walk back out of the office. I look for my first class on the schedule, Maths, great way to start off the day.
This school was huge, I had no idea how I was supposed find room 566 in this giant maze. I quickly scurried up a nearby staircase and followed the signs down by the hundreds until I reached the 500's and cautiously stepped out into the hallway. Just then I heard the ear ringing belling shake the building, and once again I was late on the first day. Sighing and giving up all hope already I silently trudged down the narrow row of lockers, classroom doors, and the heart wrenching windows letting in the sunlight. I stopped once I read the sign of 566, I reached out to grab the handle of the door when someone cleared their throat behind me.
I turned around to see a stern looking woman, who I'm guessing is a teacher, "Where is your pass young lady?" she asked while impaicently tapping her black heels on the green and black tiles of the school floor.
I looked her directly in the eyes and said "Um, sorry, um miss...," I took a deep breath and looked at the ground, "I'm new here, and I don't hav-."
The woman cut me off, "And what are you wearing, the dress code clearly states on page 34, that hoddies are to be allowed only when the student wears it with the hood down," she stated the fact like an encyclopedia. Following afterward, she reached for my hood and pulled it down with force.
Time seemed to stop then, as I felt the protection of the shadows leave me and my hood fell back. I quickly fell to the ground away from the woman's hold, and covered my head from the sun rays coming from the window on the other side of the hallway. I wasn't quick enough, I knew right away as I felt the sun burn across my face along my cheeckbone. Luckily I had put on my sunscreen, or else this burn could have become a scar like all the others etched on my face.
I crawled out of the sun's prison and got up, brushing off the dust from the ground I pulled my hood back over my head and walked back towards the door of maths class. I grabbed the handle and pulled open the door, taking one last look at the woman who look utterly shocked and once she saw the burn on my face she looked more sorry then before. I guess she never dealt with someone like me I thought as I entered the room gaining everyone's attention, including the boy I had kind of met outside the school, to the right of him in the next desk was a pale skinned girl holding his hand calmly away from the teachers sight.
I dropped my head and walk further in the back of the classroom, "Ah, you must be Kaleb Ember, I'm Mr. Matthews. I'm glad that you've arrived...sometime," with his warm smile directed to me I knew he was trying to sound rude, "Please do take a seat anywhere, we will be getting arrangements tomorrow." with a short nod I scanned the nearby seats and took the one left of the boy from outside.
As Mr. Matthews continued his welcoming speech for this year's class, I dazed off trying to catch hold of this growing headache. That is until, that fimilar deep voice woke me, "Hey, so looks like we are in the same class, huh?" I nodded.
The girl next to him looked confused, "do you know that girl?" she looked past him to me then back.
"Of course, she's...," he chuckled and turned to me, "Sorry I never really pay attention in class and I never quite caught your name this morning."
I tightly smiled, "I'm Kaleb Ember, Kaleb with a 'k'," I replied.
He turned back around and finished his sentence to the girl, "Kaleb, her name is Kaleb," he looked at me again. "Hi Kaleb with a 'k', I'm Bayer, and this is my girlfriend Gina." He gestured to the pale skinned girl next to him.
I looked at the girl and gave a small wave, which she gave in return. "You're welcome to sit with us at lunch if you'd like," Gina offered, she paused after I took to long to answer, "You don't talk very much do you? Well the offer still stands, What do you think?"
I nodded, "I might just take it," Bayer and Gina beamed, and we finally payed attention to the rest of the class.
The following hours I had arrived to class on time, but weren't momentous at all. I had a couple questions about my wardrobe and a few snaking remarks about my scars but nothing major. But eventually lunch arrived and thanks to my amazing mother I had my own lunch. I grabbed out my lunch bag and headed to the caffiteria which was suprizingly easy to find in this school. I looked around the crowded tables and found Bayer and Gina jammed around a small table with 7 other peoplelaughing and joking around. I sighed in dissapointment, there was no way I could fit on the table with all of them.As I was turning around to sit in the bathroom to eat, I ran into a large chest.
"Where do you think your going hoodie girl?" The boy grabbed my sweatshirt's chest and gave it a hard shake then let it go, causing me fall onto the ground. I let out a muffled screech, but everyone in caffiteria seemed to hear it. Especially Gina and Bayer's table, a tall slender boy with tan, small and undefined muscles, stood up and took a couple steps toward me followed by Gina Bayer and the rest of their table. As he got closer I could see his dark brown eyes and slightly crooked jaw.
"Get away from her Sam, we don't need another year like last year. Do we?" I could see everyone from Bayer and Gina's table frown and their eyes filed with hurt and sorrow.
He chuckled a bit and grabbed my hair, which was exposed after my hood fell from the fall to the ground. Good thung there was no window in sight. My head felt like goo, and my neck strained from Sams hold. " Elliott we all know Haliey's suicide was not my fault, it was obisously her fault for being so self absorbed. Beside who says this girl will do the same, looks like she's had worse, and she still here." he determined.
Elliott shook his head, "Haliey was not self absorbed, Sam, you drove her insane beyond living. So for that reason I will not let you do that to this girl," He stepped forward one more foot. Sam gripped my hair tighter causing me let out a gasp. I clenched my teeth, whatever that Elliott is planning he have better do it soon.
Sam dropped me and my head hit the floor causing my vison to blur. Next thing I see was Sam throw a punch a Elliott, who just grabbed his fist and twisted his arm. Elliot kicked Sam to the ground and twisted Sam's arm tighter behind his back with ease. The rest of Elliott's table including Gina and Bayer ran to my aid as I slowly blacked out.
I woke up in from what it looked like a bathroom. Gina and two other girls were looking at me tending my wounds. There must have been another girl from what I heard but I couldn't see her from my clouded eyesight.
"Tyler, she's waking up, hurry, finished that up. It'll hurt like a b*tch if she awake," Gina yelled, "And Quinn you go get more paper towels for Kaleb's head after Tyler gets those stiches 'FINISHED SOON'," she exaggerated her words.
"Yeah, yeah, I'm going as fast as I can safely." Tyler (I'm presuming) replied.
"Ok, ugh, I can't stand to see that much blood. I might throw up," Quinn complained and handed Gina the paper towels while turning away her head.
Gina whipped her head around, "Where did Elizabeth go?" Gina turned my head to the side and as Tyler finished the stiches, right on time too cause I was starting to gain feeling on my head again. Gina wiped off the excess blood and looked around again, "Elizabeth?" she yelled.
"Sorry Gina, Elliott's trying to come in. I keep telling him it's the girls bathro-," Elizabeth stated.
Tyler inturpted, "Just let the boy in goddammit."
As I started to feel better Gina stood me up. Just as Elizabeth was opening the door for Elliott, the door swung open just missing Elizabeth. Elliott barged in, "Where is she, is she alrig-," As his brown eye met my blue ones I felt my whole body jolt with energy. He took a few steps to me. I turned around and told Gina I was fine to stand on my own.
I turned back around and weakly said, "H-hi, I'm Kaleb Ember, Kaleb with a 'k."

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Yay for the first chapter that took long enough, I TRY to update regularly. I repeat TRY. I hope anyone who's reading this likes it so far.
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