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My life came crashing down around me. The harsh words they said replayed in my head over and over again. I could hear every little word they spoke and yet they had absolutely no clue.

I reached for my phone as I stood outside the room where my friends were currently sat talking about me. Well I say 'friends' but after the current events, they're far from that.
Quickly, I unlocked my phone and began to dial the person's number of whom I could speak to about anything, my internet best friend Trevor.

Since he lives in America I had to FaceTime call him to avoid the call fees. After a couple of rings which seemed like a lifetime, I finally heard his groggy morning voice down the phone.

I usually take the time zones into consideration but at this time, his voice is all I needed to hear in order to calm down.

"Taya, what's up?" Trevor slightly whispered down the phone.

Before I could even begin to let the words out of my mouth, I walked as far away from the classroom as possible.

"I...I-I don't know what to do" I quietly said as tears began to form at my eyes.

The sudden panic in his voice was clear when he asked "Taya, what's happened? Are you okay? Do you need me to text your friends instead?".

Trevor liked to do this thing where he texted my friends making sure I was okay and get them to tell him what happened when I was too emotional to say.

"NO...uh..don't do that please" I said through a voice crack.

"I was just outside the room where me and my friends sit at lunch...and..." I began.

"Tay, you need to calm down before trying to speak. Just take deep breathes in and out"

I did as he said and finally began to get my normal breathing pace back. People were walking past me all staring at me, some with looks of disgust as my make up ran from my face and others with looks of sympathy and a reassuring smile.
I returned each of the smiles purely because I didn't want to look rude but it took all my strengths to do so.

"I've just heard all of my friends being so nasty about me and they don't know I heard them" I said through deep breathes.

"What were they saying?" he replied, slowly.

"That the things I do..." I paused for a while so he understood what I was referring to without having to mention it.

Trevor has known for a long time, but my friends have only just recently found out that I suffer from depression and due to this I result in hurting myself.
I must admit that it's no way near as bad and severe as it used to be but every once in a while, I resort to that.

It mainly stopped ever since Trevor has been in my life, which is approaching two years.

When we first became friends on twitter through our mutual love for All Time Low, he has been there for me when no one else has. I trust him over anyone.

Trevor calmed me down yet again by using the one thing that made me happier than I have ever been in my life. "Just one more week and then I'll be coming to England!"

Those words instantly put a smile on my face and I went to my next lesson in the greatest mood. Luckily only one of my 'friends' was in my class for maths and I didn't sit near her at all so she was the least of my worries.

Half way through the lesson she shouted across the room at me and gestured for me to go over to her. To avoid an argument in the middle of class, I walked over to her and took a seat in the empty chair next to her. It suddenly occurred to me that none of them had any idea that I knew and so I acted pretty much normal, just with a bit more attitude now.

"Tay, so you'll never guess what Alisha said to me about Polly! Basically..." and that is when I zoned out. It gets on my nerves. All they like to do is bring other people down and slag people off behind their backs. It's pathetic.

I never liked joining in on their many sessions where they completely demolished someone's self-esteem and instead I just sat with my earphones in, probably texting Trevor.

Some would agree that I was part of the 'popular' group and therefore would hate me purely for that reason, thinking I was exactly like them. It wasn't until they got to know me that they realised I was just another fangirl who loved bands and was prepared to wait hours in the rain just to get a glimpse of them.

The bell soon rang signalling class was over and so was the school day, thankfully.

I quickly went back to my own seat and gathered together my things before walking out of the classroom before anyone could stop me.

When I finally left the school gates, I released a sigh of relief and began my walk home.

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Thank you so much for reading the first chapter of I Found A Place In My Dreams, I hope you enjoyed it. Please let me know what you thought in the comments.

- killeenskitty xo

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