My Blades

CHAPTER ONE

I woke up on a Monday morning in late August. School starts today. I quietly groan and get out of bed, stepping on what I think are dirty clothes.
   I make my way to the bathroom, almost tripping on a pair of heels. I turn on the shower and get in. Today is going to be awful. I'm going to have to face him. I haven't seen him since that day. That awful day.
   After I'm finished with my shower, I brush my teeth and head towards my closet. I pick out a white crop top with black high waisted skinny jeans, then grab my black heels and black sweatshirt.
   I put my hair in a messy bun then go downstairs. I grab my keys on the counter and head out the door. I open my car door and get in. I turned on the radio and Ellie Goulding was playing, what a perfect way to start the day (other than me tripping over my heels).
When I arrive at school the parking lot is full of cars. After looking for about 3 minutes I find a parking lot towards the front of the building. I got out and started walking towards the main entrance.
I walk in and head towards my locker. In the corner of my eye I see him coming towards me. I start walking faster and finally make it to my locker. I take my books out and head towards the library, we had 15 minutes until we had to get to class. Suddenly, I'm grabbed by my shoulders, being pushed towards the abandoned hallway.
I look up to see who it is and all I see is a pair of very angry green eyes. The exact ones that belong to him. Of course he grabbed me. He hates me, especially after the incident.. I don't blame him, I'd be angry if someone did that to me too.
He pushes me to the ground and kicks me in the side. I yelp as he adds a bruise to my chest. He grabs my shirt to get me up.
"If you ever do that to me ever again, you'll beg me to kick you because I'll do much worse than this. Watch your back bitch. I'll always find you."
With one last kick, he heads to class, leaving me to fall straight on the floor. I attempt to stand up and head towards the bathroom, near my History class.
I pull up my shirt to look at the damage, and sure enough there was a giant bruise on my ribs. I put my shirt back down and make my way towards the door.
I run straight into someone. Sending all of their books everywhere.
"Sorry!" I yell, trying to pick up their books.
"I got it." He says in a stern voice.
"You sure?"
"I wouldn't've said 'I got it' if I didn't" he says angrily.
I start walking towards class when he says something.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to be rude. My name's Caleb."
   "Aria"