Diana

Chapter 2 : November 1st

Everyday is dreadful ever since my best friend died in a car wreck. I will never forget that day, November 1st. Worst day of my life. It's been a week or two without her, but it feels like years. She was the only one I could go to for help with my anxiety and depression, but now there is no one. It was silent in this classroom, too silent. Why am I even taking this test if I know I'm gonna fail. I raised my hand.

"May I help you, Ms.Brooks?" The teacher asked looking in my direction.

"Yeah um can I go to the bathroom?" I said smiling, it was fake obviously.

"Yep!" She answered in her perky high pitched voice. I walked out into the empty hallway. Everything is empty here. I made it inside the bathroom and tears started to sting in my eyes, as I thought of me and Kylie when we would take selfies in here cause we thought we were so cool. I locked myself in the last stall and started crying again and everything became blurry. Ugh your such a cry baby. I'm such a Stupid bitch. I dialed my moms phone number into my iPhone.

"Mom I don't feel good can you pick me up?" I choked out.

"Honey, what's going on? What happened? You okay?"

"Mom I'm fine I just threw up and I need you to pick me up please." I said quickly lying.

"Diana really?"

"Yes really." I said with a cocky tone.

"I'll be there in ten" she said annoyed.

I quickly wiped my tears with my grey knit sweater which pulled up and revealed my cuts. I sighed and pulled it back down making my way back to my classroom.

"Ms.Zanders, I'm going home, I'm sick." I whispered. I heard 3 girls whisper in giggle in the back of the class. Ugh.

"Well I hope you feel better this weekend Diana, you don't wanna miss S.A.T's." She said a little too concerned.

"Alright." I nodded my head and going back out of that class and finally out the door of hell. Thank god it's Friday.