The rest of the day passed in a blur. Sierra knew that at the end of the day she would be going home, to a mother who hated the fact that she was ever born. 6th hour ended and she got on the bus home. After about a half hour she was home, she walked to her house and unlocked the front door. The fact that the door was locked meant that Sierras mother was still at work, and would be for a few more hours.
So she went to her room and went to sleep while she could- she knew it was only a matter of time before her mom came home, and started screaming at her, and then that would lead to her becoming violent, yet again, but Sierra had learned to live with it.
she woke up to her mother yelling at her, well screeming is more like it.She was screeming about how her not covering upthe bruise. She asked her if she wanted to be put in a foster home, Sierra said no.
"well you not acting like you want to stay here with me, so maybe I should just let them take you. I don't know why I thought you were smart enough to cover it up on your own." At that point Sierra began to cry. she knew it was stupid to cry, that she should be used to it by now, but she couldn't help it, and so she cried, until her mother yelled don't cry at me, and then she punched Sierra hard in the arm.
" I am so sick of you being such a stupid little bitch. your seventeen, you should know by now what to do. There are not enough hours in the dayfor me to hold your hand for everything. so start acting your age and quit being so stupid." Then she walked out of the room and didn't look back. Sierra stopped crying and plugged her headphones back in her ipod and listened to her loudest music so she couls push all thoughts from her head and only focus on the music.
when sierra woke up in the morning her head hurt and so did her arm. there was a big bruise on her arm but she didn't want to look at it too closely. She wouls have to where a long sleaved shirtto school and it was just starting to be fall so it was still hot outside. She took a shower, and put on her darkest outfit. She covered the bruised part of her face in cover up til you could no longer see the bruise. She put on a dark shade of red lipstick, grabbed her backpack and cellphone, and walked to school. It was a long walk but she had missed the bus and had no choise.
When she got to school, subrina and willow were waiting at her locker. They tokk one look at her and said, "whats wrong?"
"nothing is wrong, why would you think something is wrong?" sierra aked, but she already had a fealing she knew what they were thinking.
"This is the darkest I have ever seen you dress, and you are wearing a long sleeved shirt in 80 degree weather."
"Nothing is wrong. I have to go Im going to be late for class see you at lunch." She walked away, and went to class. In class she blended in with the wall like she always did.
Third hour finally came and sierra was once again calmed by the sound of humming computers. As she took her spot at her computer, she noticed mr. jones wasn't there. She hacked into his computer, and as soon as she was in, she heard a voise say "gotcha", and felt a sharp pain go in her arm. She flinched away from the pain and said a small ow not wanting anyone to hear her and get cocerned.
"whats wrong I barley touched you?"
"nothings wrong. I have to go." Her arm hurt and it made her think of her mom, so she was crying. she grabbed her backpack and ran out of the room. She ran into the hall, and outside the school and didn't stop running until she got to the park she and subrina and willow used to play at when they were little. She sat on a swing and started reciting the periodic table in her head, because that usually helped her calm down.
Mean while back with mr. jones at the school he wanted to know what the hell just happened, but he had to stay with the kids in his class. She had run out of the building and he didn't even know where to begin finding her. When his class finally ended he went and found subrina and willow, they always seamed like they were all pretty close. He found them and told them what ahd happened in class. they both instantly knew where to find her.
"we'll take care of it you should go back to your class." said subrina.
"Im going with you he said." He said.
"Whatever." they both said at once.They all walked to the park, and found sierra sitting on a swing.
Sierra didn't see then comming, but all of a sudden subrina and willow were sitting on either side of her.
"Why didn't ypu say anything?" willow asked.
"What are you guys doing here?" asked sierra. doing a really bad job of avoiding answering them.
" What did she do to your arm?" asked subrina speaking in a her gentle tone.
"She just hit me thats all." said sierra.
"Let me see." said subrina.
Sierra rolled up her sleeve. knowing already that arguing with these two was just a waste of time.
"Holy shit!" said subrina. "did she hit you with something." she asked.
"Why?" asked sierra.
"theres a huge cut on your arm." Sierra turned her head and looked at her arm. "damn." she said now there will be a scar, and those are hard to cover up." said sierra.
"your staying at our house tonight sierra, and no arguement this time." said subrina.
Mr. jones couldn't keep his mouth shut anymore he had to know what was going on.
"Why havn't you guys told anyone, sierra was being hurt?" He wanted to know.
"we tried." said willow. "No one believed us.
"well you can tell some one now sierra has the proof right there on her arm." He said. Trying to convince them to tell some one.
sierra laughed like he had just told some joke. "I had proof before, but no one believed me, because my mothers boyfriend knows a lot of people and pulled a lot of strings."said sierra. "and by the way, what are you even doing here. you hate me remember? this is none of your business, you need to just turn around and go back to class and forget what heard and what you saw because nothing you think you or anyone else can do is going to help me with this. Im going home guys. I'll meet you at your houseafter school."
"wait." said mr. jones. " I can't just let this go on. I have to report this." he said.
"Its safer if you don't, trust me." said sierra and then she walked away.
"Let it go mr. jones." said subrina. " we have been here before. our mom has reported it more times than I can count, it never makes a difference."
They walked away and mr. jones walked to the swings and sat down where sierra had been just a minute ago. He couldn't beleive what just happened.
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My third hour computer Class (Being re-written)
Teen Fictionsierra could not have been more different from the people around her. she could hack her way into any system, just give her a computer and suddenly she has the presidents private schedule. so she has no idea why she was put into the computer class w...