Withered

All My Wrongs

  Why the heck does my neck hurt ? And why is my bed so hard ? What the actual fr- ? Oh wait I'm on the dang floor. Great way to start my day.

Getting up I stretch all my limbs. Working out all the kinks and cracking wherever the heck that needs to be cracked.

For some odd reason I felt numb. My heart didn't hurt and my throat didn't feel tight like I was going to scream. I felt nothing and perhaps that was for the best. I want to stay this way.

Walking towards my closet, I searched for something with long sleeves. Looking through, I found a long sleeve gray hoodie and pulled on my black pants and then my combat boots, heading straight for my bathroom I combed out all the knots in my hair and washed my face and obviously brushed my teeth.

 Pinching my cheeks to liven my face up, I walk towards the kitchen. Checking the time I realize I have five minutes till school starts so I grab an apple a race out the house.

Hopping onto my bike and bolting down the street, probably running every red light there was. Pulling up to the school in record time I run down the hallway to my 5th hour seeing as it was block scheduling. Quickly searching for the class I bolt through the door right as the bell rings.

"Glad you can make it on time Miss Flower."

"It was my pleasure Mr. Chouieki" Rolling my eyes I head for a seat in the back.

Plopping down I pull out my binder preparing to take notes. Mr. Chouieki drones on and on about z scores and how to apply them. To be honest I hate prob and stats. Don't even know why I'm taking this class.

"Hey yesterday you were mean." I hear a quiet voice state from beside me. Realizing is was Ostera, I roll my eyes at the on coming questions I know she's about to shoot my way.

"And you talk too much, since we're stating facts."

"Wow harsh much." She turns crimson and turns back to facing the front. Finally some peace and quiet around here.

The rest of my day pretty much is the same. Simply boring, I wish someone would pick a fight with me or something. 

The bell for lunch rings and I head straight to the Cafeteria. Looks like it's lasagna for lunch today.

.........

"Hey you're the new girl right?" Turning, I came face to face with a Blond haired Adonis.

"Wow how'd you know?" My sarcastic nature shinning through without a doubt.

"Well words been going around about mysterious new girl with killer sarcasm," he says with a slight smirk.

I bet that smirk is the very one he uses when he wants something.

"Oh I'm mysterious now am I ?"

"That indeed you are, but if you'd allow me the chance to get to know you better it would be much appreciated," he says with the brightest smile I've ever seen.

I'm not quite sure I can say no to a God, so throwing all precaution out the door I agree.

"I mean if that's what you want, but there's not much to know about me. I'm as bland as they get."

"Well I suppose that's for me to decide now isn't it ?"

And with that said he turns a heads towards the front doors right as the bell rings for the last class of the day.

"You know that's the wrong way right ?" I yelled.

Looking back he nods his head in confirmation and continues out the door.

"Wait you never told me when you wanted to meet up!" I say with sudden realization.

"Don't worry about it, I'll find you when the time is right," he says back just as loudly and then disappears out of my sight.

Soon after the rumble of a car engine can be heard leaving the school grounds. Staring at the doors for a couple more seconds I have to wonder as to why a guy like him would talk to the new girl.

........

I sped homing, excited to greet my loving bed exhausted from trying to stay awake in all my classes.

As I pulled up to the driveway I spotted a little black box by the porch. Walking over to it I saw my name scrawled in a very childish manner across the top.

Opening it slowly, a very strong odor assaulted my nose, pushing the lid back, I cringed in disgust. In the box laid a snake with its heart cut out and a white flower with red berries.

"Come back home," was written inside in red in what I assumed to be the snake's blood.

Looking around, I tried to see if anyone was watching, knowing they would have wanted to see my reaction.

No matter how hard I try it seems as though I won't be able to right all my wrongs.