Chapter 7

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during school, i stole glances at Freddy, trying not to have a hurt expression on my face. it was extremely hard. several times, i caught him looking at me too. he frowned, and his eyebrows furrowed, then looked away quickly. my head hurt, and my heart was crushed. then, halfway through class, he "accidentally" stabbed his pencil into the desk, and it broke, so he got up to use the pencil sharpener, which, conviniently, was right next to my desk. of course. when he passed, he flicked a note out of his pocket, and it landed on my desk. i held it under the desk, on my lap, and opened it, where nobody could see it. inside, it read:

                                                           Goodie-Goodie.

                                   you're a terrible singer. i talked to Zack, he agrees.

                               you'll never amount to anything in your life with music.

                               you might as well quit the band. nobody will miss you.

                                         Not Zack. or Dewey, or even the Back-ups.

                       they all hated you since you got within 100 feet of the Band Room.

             Go join Cheerleaders.They're a bunch of sluts, just like you. you belong there.

                                                                       Burn in Hell (sincerely, i guess), Freddy. 

                     ps, if you even come close to my drums, ill kill you. for REAL.

my jaw dropped, my eyes filled with water, and i ran crying out the room. i'm pretty sure i heard the class laughing when i left. probably thought i got frustrated at the freaking math problem on the board....i'm advanced in math, ass-holes. i had the question done before you even had it written down....

                                                                              *****

                                                              *-IN THE BATHROOM-*

this is JUST GREAT. i'm curled up, sitting on the floor in the corner of the 3rd stall in the 5th grade hall bathroom. nobody comes in here often, i've heard, so i should be safe. Did i mention that the first room i found was the BOY'S bathroom, and i had NO IDEA that it was until i heard voices and saw 2 pairs of feet walking in from under the wall?!? i was MORTIFIED. but wait, may i also add that i happened to be SINGING to myself quietly when they came in, and that bathrooms tend to be so QUIET that you could hear a bobby pin drop?!? my voice seemed like i was normally TALKING on the louder side of the spectrum, and suddenly GUYS came in?!?!?!?!?!?

"Yesterday, all my troubles seemed so far away

Now it looks as though they're here to stay

Oh, I believe in yesterday

Suddenly, I'm not half the girl I used to be

There's a shadow hanging over me.

Oh, I yesterday came suddenly

Why he had to go I don't know she wouldn't say

I said something wrong, now I long for yesterday

Yesterday, love was such an easy game to play

Now I need a place to hide away

Oh, I believe in yesterday

Why he had to go I don't know she wouldn't say

I said something wrong, now I long for yesterday

Yesterday, love was such an easy game to play

Now I need a place to hide away

Oh, i believe, in yester-"

 two guys walked into the bathroom. "yeah, i know, right? She's really nice and all, and, REALLY hot, i just...i don't know. something came over me. i think i was trying to rush it all, and she was scared or something....Hey, are those GIRL shoes in that stall?!?"

someone banged on the bathroom stall, and i instantly started to sweat....CRAP....

"Hey! Open up? Who's in there?" the voice called.

"Leave me alone!" i yelled. that was a mistake....

"Hey, Frankie, can you leave real quick?" the voice said.

"Um, Sure man." Frankie said

The person that stayed walked up to the other side of the door.

"Look, Sam...I'm sorry...."

"Look, Freddy...What you said, i can forget. what you wrote, that's something that will never leave my mind. do you even know why i was late to class second period?"

"No. why?"

"because i was out back of the school, behind a dumpster, cutting myself. the ground out there is stained red now. because of what you said to me, and what you wrote. i will never forgive you for what you said and wrote."

"I-I'm sorry Sam, it's just...i've been having problems with my emotions lately..i think...well...i think i love you..."

"Freddy, i loved you, and trusted you, but now...No. I'm sorry." i unlocked the stall door, with my pale face (from the cutting) stained with tears, and he looked down at my wrists. 

"Sam...."

"No." 

"Look....Please, i'm sorry!" he pleaded.

"I said NO, god damnit Freddy! why do you have to be such an ass to everybody! i loved you for that before, but now i realize that you're an ass to even people you love! FICK DICH!" I yelled and ran out the door, but not before punching Freddy in the nose. i didn't turn back, but i heard him hit the floor and cry out in pain. good. serves the bastard right.

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