MIRRORS.

Chapter 6

Kairo's POV

The next day at school Chris was nowhere to be found. I didn't see him in any of my morning classes or in the halls. I mean, it's only natural that I would look for him after what happened yesterday. I wasn't gonna talk to him though, I'm not tryna look all thirsty and what not.

It was lunch time and I was just coming from my locker. I stopped by the rest room before I went to the cafeteria. While I was in the stall, the bathroom door opened and I heard a few familiar voices.

"Girl I swear, that boy is too damn fine for his own good. What black boy do you know that can rock blond hair and actually look good wit it?"

Ugh, of course.... Makayla....

I rolled my eyes at the sound of her voice. "Oh great, now I gotta wait for her to leave...." I thought to myself. I've been doing a really good job of avoiding her, and I honestly don't feel like dealing with her bullshit right now.

I just stayed in my stall, leaning against the wall. {A/N: Omg, I unintentionally made that rhyme, lolwut. Gosh I'm so lame.... kbye.}

A few minutes passed and they STILL hadn't left, I was getting agitated. I still didn't come out though. The fact that I had been sitting there all that time wouldn't have helped the situation.

I fucked up big time when I moved just a little bit and the motion detector flusher thingy caught my motion. The toilet flushed loudly, so I had no choice but to come out now.

I slowly opened the door and came out.

"Ugh...." one of Makayla's minions mumbled and rolled her eyes. I pretended like I didn't notice her rude ass remark and washed my hands. While I was turned towards the sink, I felt someone tap my shoulder. I turned around and was face to face with Makayla.

"You've been in here the entire time?" she asked, her eyebrow raised in a daring manner. I nodded solemnly. "So..... you heard what I said about Chris?" she asked again. I mentally rolled my eyes, then hesitantly nodded. She smirked.

"Okay, so I should let you know this; stay. The. HELL. away from him. I don't wanna see you talking him, don't even look at him, ight?" her voice was dark.

This bitch is fucking looney tune! I just stared at her thirsty ass. She narrowed her eyes at me. She pushed me up against a stall door and grabbed my face roughly, forcing me to look up at her.

"I said 'ight'!!" she exclaimed. I rolled my eyes. "Ight..."

There was a sudden sharp pain in my jaw. I put my hand to my mouth and it was bleeding.

"This fuckin' nut punched me!!!" I thought to myself.

I was mad as fuck! Yet, I was still in shock. I didn't know how to respond. As long as Makayla has bullied me, she's never put her hands on me -- other than pushing or tripping me.

I looked up, eyes wide. She smirked at me and the other 2 Stooges cackled loudly.

She grabbed my face again, causing the amount of pain in my jaw to increase. It was an excruciating pain.

"I think you know not to roll your fucking eyes at me now." she roughly threw my head back and I hit it on the stall door. I held my head down and groaned in pain. They laughed again and left.

I slowly lifted my head up, trying to avoid hurting myself anymore, and walked to the mirror. My jaw was swollen and my bottom lip was busted. Blood had dripped down and stained my gray hoodie. Tears began to weld up in my eyes. Now they're gonna go around talking about how they whooped my ass in the bathroom, and I got the fucking scars to prove it!