~MITCH'S POV~
BEEP BEEP BEE- click
I slam my hand on my alarm o'clock groaning tiredly not wanting to get up. I lay for a few more seconds before deciding to get ready for school. I pull on my white shirt with my usual red and black checkered jacket.
I grab my backpack on the way out the door and quickly rush down the stairs. I pass the table grabbing a peice of toast from a plate in the middle. My mother was in the kitchen getting a cup of coffee "morning Mitchy!" She said cheerfully. "Morning" I say before heading out if the house eating the toast.
~LE TIME SKIP~
"MIITCH!" A male voice yells right in my ear, "Yes Adaam?!" I shout in Adams face. "Do you have any Budder..." He asks in a childish voice, I shake my head and grab books for my next class. "Awww, ima go see if Ty has any. See ya at lunch!" Adam says walking away "bye!" I yell towards him before closing my locker.
"Hey look it's the loser Mitchell." I lower my head knowing immediately who it was. I hear their footsteps stop beside me, I try walking away but my hood gets yanked. I wouldn't be able to get out of this one. "Where do you think your going?" Daryl says lacing his words with venom I don't say anything and continue to stare at the ground.
Daryl slaps the books out of my hands sending them flying across the hall. He pins me against the locker holding the front of my shirt in his fist and forcing me to look at him. His brown eyes held an angry squint "your supposed to look at me when I'm talking to you." He says through clenched teeth "your gonna have to learn your lesson boy.". He raises his other fist, I close my eyes feeling a sharp pain pierce my cheek making my head turn to the side.
Daryl throws me to the ground and kicks me in the stomach before I could ball up to defend myself. I cried out as a new pain erupted after every kick from Daryl and his minions. "You better listen next time!" Daryl spat at me leaving. I lay in a ball warm tears slipping for a bit till the bell rang. I waited till everyone left the halls to stand up. I pulled my hood over my head to hide the bruise on my cheek, I picked up my books and headed to class.
~ANOTHER TIME SKIP~
I decided to take the long way home to give me time to come up with an excuse about the bruises. The woods were peaceful, no one to make fun of me nor any bullys. Just the serene sound of birds singing their song. I sit against a tree and close my eyes.
A twig snapping wakes me from my light sleep, I jolt up seeing a brown furry creature in my face. It smiles seeing me awake and jumps off the branch he was hanging from. "Hello human!" It says, it was wearing a black suit. "Uhm...what are you?" I ask fear slightly showing "I'm a Bacca, names Jerome, what's yours?" Jerome says "I'm Mitch" I mutter. Jerome gets on all fours and crawls over sniffing my face, I slide back. He notices the bruise on my cheek "your hurt. Why?".
I start deciding whether I should tell him or not. I put my hand on the bruised and now swollen cheek looking at the dirt.
"There are people at my school...they thought it would be fun to mess with me..." I mutter loud enough for him to hear. Jerome growls lowly "if I ever see them, they won't know what hit them." I look at him, he looked angry baring his teeth possible at the thought of seeing my bullies.
DING...DING...DING...DING...DING...DING...DING...
I realize the sun was setting "I gotta go...my mom is probably worried sick." I say standing. Jerome stood no longer on all fours "I'll go with you!" He exclaims "I dunno...my mom would flip if she seen you." What was he thinking?! "Theeen maybe I could sneak in? Please Biggums! " Jerome begs, Biggums? Ookay? "Fiiine." I say in defeat to my new friend. "YES-" I cut him off "but you have to be quiet. " he nods.
