It's my first day at my new school today,I guess I should make friends,I'm not very good at it mind.
My birthday was great,my mum got me a iPhone 6. I also found out she's a youtuber,that's pretty cool. That is probably why my dad gave me a shitty phone.
I haven't heard from my dad,my mum hasn't either,so i hope he's somewhere very far away. My mums house is massive,I love it.
My mum drives me to my new school,I walk in,feeling confident,when this kid walks into me and pushes me over.
"Oops didn't see you there." He begins to laugh,
"What's your problem?"
"I don't have a problem,but now you do,your going to regret ever coming here." With that he walks away.
I walk into my tutor,no one looks at me,the teacher just hands me over my timetable and he tells me that I should go to my first lesson now.
My first lesson is French,I've never learnt French before,so this will be fun. I walk into the class,the boys in there. I've worked out that his name is Charlie,as I walk past him he trips me up.
"Can you leave me alone."
"Not yet." Him and his friends start laughing at me.
I sit down in my seat,the teacher helps me catch up and she teachers me about the history of France.
Next lesson is double art,then maths and English,I can't wait.
I walk into art,the room is big and my feet echo around the room as I walk. The same people are in my class. I don't know anyone's names apart from Charlie.
The teacher reads out the seating plan,there's only one place left,on a table with Charlie and his 'friends.' First thing we have to do is draw a sun,we could decide what we wanted to draw,as it was my first lesson in art I wanted to do something easy. After we drawn them we had to paint them,when I was getting paint Charlie and his friends came up to me.
"You've got something there." He says,as he splashes paint on my school jumper.
"What was that for?"
"I don't know,you just need some colour in your life and by the way,you might want to take that off."
I can't take it off. Instead I look Charlie straight in the eye.
"Are you serious? I know no one here and you just want to make me upset."
"Chill it's just for fun,we don't mean it."
"Don't do it then,your a twat. Leave me alone."
As I say that I walk out of the classroom,I don't care if I get told off. They can tell me off all they like.
The next thing I know my mum is calling me.
"Hello Mia,I'm picking you up. The school called me."
"Okay". I say,ending the call.
My mums outside,the school lets me go home. The drive home is silent. When we get home I run straight up to my room. I don't want to talk to anyone.
"Mia,come here please."
I go and see her. She hugs me. I start to cry.
"It's going to be okay."
"It won't be okay".
"Why?"
I tell her everything that happened today,she doesn't know everything that's happened to me before so I don't say about why I wouldn't take my jumper off. But my mum notices.
"What's that on your jumper?"
"Oh,I accidentally got paint on it."
"Take it off,I'll put it in the wash."
"It's fine,I'll take if off later."
"Mia,your hiding something."
"No I'm not."
"Okay then,take your jumper off."
"I don't want to."
"Your have to one day."
"I know."
"Do I really have to call your dad to ask what your hiding."
"I can't tell you,your attack me like he did." I start to cry.
"No,I'm not like that."
I take my jumper off,under it,there is scars and bruises.
"I'm sorry." I say sadly.
We both start to cry.
"I know you done that but I thought it was only once and I thought everything was okay."
"'Mum I ran away,how can everything be okay? Life just gets worse."
