Chapter 6: The Girl On The Street

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(Kayla's P.O.V.)

I wake up in the morning, with my face of the floor. How I usually wake up. I squirm a lot in my sleep, I'm surprised Martyn didn't wake up... Or did he? I push myself off the fuzzy carpet and look around.

No Martyn... He must be up already. All the sudden, I feel afraid to talk to him, so I look for the nearest "escape route". I spot his bedroom window. Since he has a one story house, I open the window and leap out.

(Mystery P.O.V)

Recently my parents got divorced. I mean it's really devastating to see you dad that you've known for more than 15 years, just, leave. Also watching your mom crying 24/7 never coming out of her room. All you hear is her screaming of pain. And that pain, is her heart, broken into millions of pieces...

So that is why I'm here. On the neighborhood sidewalk, looking down at my feet. All I could think about is what happened to my life. I got bullied, my teacher used me as a slave, I dyed my blond hair a light blue once, but it never washed out. So now I'm stuck with it. And now I have divorced parents.Don't I have a great life!

I come out here everyday, taking walks, just strolling down the pavement. Thinking, just thinking, of what I did with my life. Thinking how I could change, how I could make it better. Thinking how would I ever make it in this world. Thinking, thinking, that's all I did here in the open world. Thinking of my friends, and what happened to them.

Then it hit me.

Then she hit me.

I find my self knocked down onto the pavement. I also see the girl face planted into the grass near by. She shakes herself awake, and slowly pushes her body off the ground. I find that I did the same. The girl flips her hair out of her face, and I see her bright blue eyes staring at me in worry.

"Are you ok?" She asks.

"Yeah, yeah, I'm fine" I reply

The more I look at her the more familiar she is to me.

"But you have a scratch on your face!

I feel my cheek and notice a wet and sticky substance. I pull away and see blood on my finger tips.

*****FlashBack****

Blood fell from my face as I lay on the tile floor. Hearing the criticism coming from older kids. Laughing faces all around me. This is middle school. My first year, 6th grade. 7th graders picking on me. Even though they pushed me down, I still kept strong. But today, I'm just laying here, and I close my eyes.

I feel a hand on my. Suddenly, I feel hope that I'm not the kid who everyone hates. I feel hope that I might have at least one friend. I force my eyes open, although part of me to keep them shut. I look up to see a girl. A girl about my age. A girl with blond hair, and brilliant blue eyes. A girl, who might just be my friend. A smile appears on her face as I look at her hand which is extended towards me. My hand reaches towards her as I return the smile.

"My name is Mikayla, but just call me Kayla."

I find myself now standing in front of the girl.

"Um, m-my name is l-lo-Lola" I stutter.

"Nice to meet you Lola! Now, let's get you to the nurse."

*****End Flashback*****

Oh yeah, this literally took, like, forever and I don't even know why. So yeah Lola is now introduced. So, hope you liked it! And don't forget to vote, and comment! BAI, and pie!

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