I walk down the dark alley to get to James house I absolutely hate walking down the alley I feel like someone is watching me...."Boo!"
"Ahhhh" I scream "Oh James what the fuck, that actually scared me!"
"That's the whole point Lucy" James replied and kisses me on the lips after. We walk holding hands, it makes me feel more safe and I have a feeling of relief that I know there is someone with me who cares for me and is not going to push me infrount of a car....Okay I have leant my lesson never walk home with Brittany. Oh well. We were outside the rusty old gates of the school and many people stopped and stared at me and it all went silent. I took one step to open the gate and suddenly a massive burst of voice break out I here people whispering. They said stuff like
"She is so ugly why does that hunk like her!"
"whore"
"she should die, then the world would be a better place"
James listens to everything they are saying and whispers in my ear "don't worry just carry on walking, don't listen to them and get inside." I fell like a complete twat with mental problems. Its just me him and the teachers inside but I can still here the voices of people being mean and then I think to myself what if its the teachers saying bad things oh my fucking god im getting paronoided! I feel like im going so be sick so in a rush I run to the bathroom. I nearly through up. I lock the cubicle door and sit on the wooden toilet seat crying and hesitant to take my sharpener blade out my pocket. James runs in (even though its the girls bathroom) he sits on the floor outside the cubicle im in.
"You can tell me anything you want...you know that right?" he says worried about me.
" Yes I love you James and I can tell you anything, but there's not really a problem, nothing to worry about." I say while my tears are still pouring out.
"obviously there is an issue if my girlfriend is crying her eyes out in a girls bathroom" He said.
" If you love me....you would believe that im okay, c'mon lets just go back to class."
So now we are sitting in the most boring lesson of all, science are teacher Mr.Jackson doesn't know a single thing! I saw people were passing some sort of note around, and when it got to me I realised what it was. It was a very bad un-accurate drawing of me and every person in the class had written something horrible there were many different names such as: slut, bitch,whore, fat , ugly . It also said stuff like your not wanted and go die. I just ignored it bug inside it felt like I was going to die. After school I was called to the headmasters office Mr.Crowther. It had turned out that the horrible drawing off me was pinned up everywhere in the school. My eyes started to fill with tears all he said " Is there something you want to tell me Miss Smith?"
"No" I said making sure I didn't into his eyes because if I did in almost certain I would burst into tears.
" What is this?" He asked
"It was a joke we all had one."
"Then why is this one up all over the school? And what is written on here isn't expectable and stuff like this can be classed as bulling, I need to know who did this"
"I'm sorry sir but I have no clue as to who did it" I said even though I new who did it.
"Are you sure about that?"
"Yes im 100% positive, but sir I must go now I must not me be late!" So I go up out of the comfy office chair and ran for my life if I wasn't home is 2 minutes I would be history my dad would actually probably kill me.
As I was about 5minutes away from my house I got I text from my dad. I went as pale as a ghost not prepared for what this text was going to read.
*it read*
* Where they fuck are you, you worthless child! You gonna get beaten up so hard you not going to want to live I will make you like a living hell. Knowing you, your probably off with another boy smoking weed you fucking slutty bitch your a disappointment to the family!! GO DIE!* I gulped and I didnt want to go back home I was so close to walking infrount of one of the passing cars. Stupid Mr.Crowther made me stay after school and get home late if O die today its all his fault!
While I was walking down
