I Hate You But I Love You.

I Hate You But I Love You. Chapter 10

I decided not to take my bus and walked out of the school with my iPod blaring. I didn’t want to deal with people, and I felt like I needed to go see it.

After about a half hour, I came to a small strip of stores. There were only a few people walking about, though. It was about three in the afternoon after all. So luckily, I wouldn’t be noticed.

But just in case, I looked in both directions and walked down a small alley between two stores which led to a larger alley way that delivery trucks use for the shops. I passed by the back doors, thankful no one was out right now. Then I came to it.

It was close to the street. There was a divider wall for the shops jutting out from the building which housed the corner I tried to hide in. It hadn’t really changed much; a few scraps of trash here and there, really nothing to prove I was ever there. I looked out to the street and saw the lamppost; the only difference was that there were a few flyers taped to it.

I leaned against the wall with my hand. I was hoping that coming here would bring back some memories, but there was nothing. Heh, I guess I did pretty well at repressing whatever I could of that horrible time in my life. Shrugging, I took my messenger bag off and put it on top of the divider wall and crouched down in the corner, still listening to my music.

I don’t know how long I stayed there, staring out at the street, the lamppost, my music still going, but when I started getting numb from the cold I decided it was time to go home. I stood up, my knees cracking, I rolled my neck a little and moved around my shoulders, trying to get the feeling back and get rid of the stiff feeling. Grabbing my bag, I walked out into the street and saw a group of guys playing hacky sack a little ways down. And you guessed it; it was Lukas and his group of friends.

Yawning, I tried to walk past them unnoticed, but apparently my music was so loud they could hear it, because next thing I know, a hacky sack is thrown at my head. I pulled out my ear bud and looked at them. It seemed like Lukas was the one that threw the hacky sack.

“You’re going to go deaf if you keep your music that loud,” Lukas said, a smirk playing at his lips.

“You’re one to talk,” I shot back, with a smirk of my own. Everyone knows that when Lukas listens to music, it blares so loudly that if you walk by him you can hear every word as if you yourself were listening to it.

He rolled his eyes, shrugged and pointed to the hacky sack at my feet, “Toss it back.”

I moved the hacky sack with one foot onto the other and kicked it back to him. It bounced off his chest and him and his friends looked at me. “What?” I asked.

“You play hacky sack?” Mark asked.

I laughed, basically at them, “Yeah. I found one years ago and it became really entertaining.”

“You wanna play with us?” Lukas asked, combing down his hair with his fingers. I pulled out my phone to check the time, whoa; I was in that corner for a while. But I shrugged and nodded.

I set my bag down and joined the little circle. It was pretty fun, I don’t normally get chances to play hacky sack with a big group and I got to know the guys pretty well. To say the least, they were entertaining and they seemed to take a liking to me. I guess they’re not creepers after all.

Dakota kicked the hacky sack with more force than necessary towards Lukas and he ran back a little to get it. But at the same time a huge gust of wind attacked us and his hair flew away from his face, revealing a huge bruise on the side of his face that his hair was previously covering. 

He forgot about the hacky sack and turned away from us, trying to pat down his hair. The rest of his friends went silent as I stared at Lukas, my heart beating quickly. Why, I don’t know but it was. I noticed, though, his friends kept glancing at me.

Lukas turned back to us, his hands in his pockets, then he looked up at me, hair covering his eyes, “You’re probably wondering where that bruise came from. Funny story actually, I was skateboarding and went off a ramp, trying to jump a table, but it didn’t work,” he offered with a nervous chuckle.

I nodded, trying to believe it. “Yeah, man, that was so funny!” Mark said, looking between me and Lukas.

“Such a huge fail,” Dakota said to me.

“Thanks guys,” Lukas said in a bitter sarcastic tone. But I was getting the feeling that they didn’t want me there anymore, so I picked up my bag, “Well it’s getting kind of late so I’m gonna head home. Later guys.”

They all waved goodbye and I put my ear buds back in and began walking home, my mind racing even more than I would have liked.

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