The Demons In The Mirror (Ashton Irwin 5SOS)

The Hick-up In the Corridoor

I walked back into the school the next day. Everyone turned to look, started sniggering turning to the person next to them. I hated this so much. I shouldn't have to put up with it at all but why do I? I walked up towards my locker, slowly turning the key. As the door opened I took my books out and sliding my afternoon books in for later. As I closed the door I spotted someone staring at me. I hadn't seen him before. I turned and looked away instantly walking past. I felt his eyes on me the whole time as I found myself going into the crowd. I turned through the corridors into my science class.

I enjoyed Science; it just captured me more than my other subjects. Don't get me wrong I don't mind learning new things it was just the environment that people created and the people around me. Everyone seemed to fit into clicks then there was me, just the quiet one who just let everyone go at for no reason what's so ever. I really needed to start speaking out against the haters but I just didn't have the guts. I knew in the back of my mind people would laugh but yet again I knew I had to. I knew I had to stop people doing this to me. I've always said that everything happens for a reason but there is no reason what's so ever for ANYONE to be bullied. Everyone has a right to be equal and individual in their own way. Its want makes you, you. I really needed to stop.

I was just staring into my own world as I felt a pair of eyes instantly fall on my body again. I looked up to see the guy from earlier staring at me, then instantly look away as though nothing happened. His ash brown hair was instantly reconiseable, he was the guy from the corridor.

The teacher pointed over to me, instantly a smile grew on his face as he walked over. I didn't realise why until I spotted the empty seat next to me. UGH I completely forgot no one sat here. He walked over a little shy but he looked to e a nice kind of guy, but from experience with in this school I've learned it never lasts long.

He sat down next to me and then class begun, no introduction NOTHING. Well this was going to be an interesting day. During a long lecture in class I was slipping into a world of my own. My doodles were starting to cover the page like a storm over the horizon. It was quickly drifting over the page. Just words, lyrics, whatever was in my mind went spewing over the page. I turned the page to start fresh when I heard the bell go for next period. I stood up to go to my next class, but as I walked through the hallway someone stuck their leg out and I instantly went flying.

My books and stuff flew in front of me as everyone turned and laughed. I just wanted to turn and hide away in my bedroom but I couldn't. I looked up to see a hand being held out offering help up. I took it and slowly rose back up to my height. I noticed it was the mystery guy from science who had picked me up. He then picked up my books and handed them back.

"Are you okay?" He asked looking slightly concerned as I brushed myself off a little.

"Yeah I'm fine thank you. It happens I'm used to it."

"You should never be used to something like that. It's wrong." He replied as he took a small step closer.

"Meh at least if it's me another poor soul is left alone" I replied back as I slowly started to walk back along the corridor to my next class, the guy soon hot on my heels.

"That's true but bullying is wrong and from what I can see it's frequent." He replied, his words reminding me of everything. I felt a tear try and escape. He quickly noticed and slowly whipped the tear away.

"I'm sorry, this must be hard I shouldn't have mentioned it..." he slowly stuttered out

"It's okay sometimes it's good to hear an outsiders point of view. I'm Chloe by the way"

"I'm Ashton Irwin. I've just arrived here from Australia." He replied.

"I have to go somewhere but thanks for helping me out."

"No problem. I should properly go to class. See you later maybe." he replied as he started to slowly walk in the opposite direction.

"Yeah see ya"

I started to walk in class but an arm soon stuck out blocking the door way.

"Well we'll well if it isn't the slut. The girl everyone seems to hate, the girl who everyone seems to enjoy bullying. Yeah you know that new guy, he will never like you. He just feels sorry for you but soon he will be against you too." I just turned and walked away in tears. Things were getting far too bad and it was building up.

I kept going till I reached the bathroom. I could hear foot steps behind me but I just suspected it was someone just late for lesson. The room was empty and I took the chance.

My eyes flooding in tears as I struggled to find my blade. Everything in my bag was in the way, my breath becoming un-even as I was panting and struggling to catch my breath. I felt a presence around me and that spooked me enough for me to drop my bag from the edge of the counter, all my things flying across the room. Then a glittering came into view. I found what I wanted. I scurried over to the blade and grasping it tight. I pulled my sleeve up and got myself set to leak another bit of pain out when I heard someone say stop.

I looked up to see Ashton stood there, his eyes filling with concern and tears. He came crashing onto his knees, removing the blade from my grasp and then pulled me into his chest. I couldn't stop crying, his shirt soaking up my tears, the pain leaking with in each little drop of water from my body, all the pain leaking out from within my body.