Abused

Chapter 9

SAVANNA POV
I woke up with puffy eyes today. All that crying made my face swell up a little. My band teacher didn't give a shit about what I had to say. He kicked me off the marching band, once he saw how messed up and broken my saxophone was, he told me couldn't trust me, with ANY instrument, and advised me not to come back. That was the only thing that I really loved doing, and it was taken from me. All because of that bitch VERONIKA. It was all her fault. She picked on my best friend, picked on me, fucked my boyfriend, and broke my saxophone. I'm done with her messing with me. I swear, if she says anything to me to today, I'm kicking her ass. Everything has gone downhill since Konami has been gone. I hope she texts me soon. I grab a pair of black ugg boats, and put them on along with my black leggings. I knew it was probably going to be a dress code violation, but I didn't care. How could leggings be a distraction? I put on a burgundy long sleeve shirt, and brushed my hair down. It was wavy, but I also didn't care. I grabbed my backpack and reached for my saxophone case.... Oh yea. I don't have an instrument anymore. I had forgot that for a second. I'm so used to grabbing it and getting ready to go, but I have nothing now. I wonder what I'm going to play in band class today. I walked into my bathroom and put on some face powder along with some mascara. I grabbed a new liquid lipstick, I had purchased the other day. It was a beige like color mixed with a hint of light pink. After that I walked down the hall, and out the door. I walked cautiously this time, watching my surroundings. I decided that since I had about 15 minutes to spare, I could walk into town, and get me something from Starbucks. It was a little chilly this morning. I crossed the street quickly, looking both ways, but trying not to be seen or recognized by anyone. About 5 minutes later, I arrived into town. Starbucks was a couple of streets away. The time Konami and I walked into town came into my head. I remember seeing Taylor, and Veronika in the car together. I remember how mad I was at him. He always took advantage of me. I sighed. Oh well, it was for the best. I opened the door to Starbucks and walked in. Instantly I was greeted by the smell of fresh coffee, and sweets. Surprisingly I was also greeted by a real cutie. He must have been new working there, because I had never seen him before. I gave him a nice smile, but he didn't return it. I walked up to the counter. I smiled at him again. He didn't seem to notice me. He was really into making that coffee I guess. Well then. It took him a minute to notice me standing at the counter.

"Hi. Welcome to Starbucks, common white girl. How may I assist you?" He tried to keep a straight face, and be serious, but he cracked up.

"Well then. I just want a pumpkin spice latte, if that's okay. And is there a problem with being a common white girl?"

"No there's nothing wrong with it. I'm sorry, I just had to. I mean come on, you're wearing uggs, and ordering pumpkin spice lattes."

"Whatever... Eric."

"Woah. How'd you know my name?"

"Your name tag."

"Oh right... Savanna."

"Ok, now this is different. How do you know MY name?"

"It's on your shirt. See, that also adds to the common white girl thing. They always have their names on everything."

"Just give me my latte.. What ever you are."

"Guess."

"Nah. Give me my latte first."

Eric nodded, and started making it. I walked over and sat at a random table. He was really cute. I'm going to try to figure out what he is. He's got tan skin, dark brown hair, blue eyes, and a protruding nose. He was in shape, and had a deep voice. I'm going to guess Hispanic, and white. He looked at me and held up my coffee so I could come and get it. I got up and walked to the counter. "Thanks" I said. "And.. I'm going to guess Hispanic and white."
He looked at me with wide eyes, and smile inched across his face.