Torture

Chapter 5

I walked into my first period class and took my normal seat in the back of the room. I was thinking about what had just happened between me and Ashley. I mean it's not like I felt bad for doing it, but she was my best friend. She had it somewhat coming and she knew that so oh well.

"Ok class, settle down. Take out your homework from last night I'll be coming around to pick that up."

"Shit...." I whispered to myself right after she mentioned the homework. With everything that happened with my dad the night before I didn't have time to think about school.

"Again Ms. Parker?" Mrs. Stearns sighed from annoyance. "Next time this happens it'll be an other phone call home to you father. You don't want that now do you?"

"No, Mrs. Stearns"

"Ok then, keep up with your studies. I don't need you failing my class, Samantha. Ok everyone, take out your books and turn to pa-" she was cut off by none other than the boy Ashley and I saw in the morning.

"May I help you?" God I hated her so much!

"Um...uhh...ye...yeah. Yeah. Yes. Um...yes. I'm you're new student.....I think?" He was stuttering. He seemed so frightened. He handed her his schedule so she could double check to make sure he was in the right class.

"Ahh yes, Mr. Oliver. I was expecting you yesterday." She gave him a look that I couldn't quite make out.

"Yeah, I went to all my classes in the wrong order." He said like it was no big deal, but still sounding a bit scared.

"Hmmm, well then go find a seat." She motioned to the class. With that he walked right over to the back of the class and took the seat right next to me. There were many other open seats in the class and there was only one other open seat in the back, mine and the one Luke took next to me.

He didn't say anything all through our class. Not one raised hand, smile, or laugh even. Given not even I do any of those, but I found it a bit strange.

The bell rang and of course Mrs. Stearns was going to hold us in. "Ok class, don't forget to do tonight's homework and any other existing late work you may have to complete. Got that Ms. Parker?" She looked at me directly while mentioning my name which made everyone laugh. "You're dismissed."

"Wow! Again Samantha? You just. Ever learn do you?" Carrey came up to me and teased like she always did. Her and her little minions are the worst. Except for one, Noelle. She has always been nice to me and to everyone really. I don't see why she would hang around Carrey and them.

"Leave me alone, Carrey. Not today." I said while pushing past her. Today's not the day for me to try to put up Carrey's crap.

"Not so fast!"

"What do you want?"

"Don't talk to me like that! Got it bitch?! Now, this is what I wanted. Amber give me your water...NOW!" She turned around to Amber and took the bottle from her. Everyone had this evil smirk on their faces, except Noelle's.

All of a sudden Carrey jerked her hand holding the bottle out towards me causing all of the water to come rushing out at my face.

"WHAT THE HELL CARREY?! WHAT WAS THAT FOR?!" I was dripping wet and I felt the urge to just slap her across her face.

"You just looked really thirsty that's all." They were laughing. Carrey and her friends. Everyone around us. All of them...except one. It's Luke...he looked almost mad.

I don't care. I couldn't take everyone standing there looking at me and laughing. I can't. I push pass the crowd while holding in all of the tears that are threatening to spill over the edge. I run into the bathroom and start to cry. I felt so embarrassed.

I looked into the mirror and all my makeup had smeared. You can clearly see all of the bruises on my face now. I search in my bag for my spare make up, and I couldn't find it.

"Ashley...." I whispered to myself. She must have took it out of my bag when I wasn't looking. She tends to do that from time to time thinking ill never actually need it, but I do. There's nothing I can do to hind the bruises now.

I rinse off the rest of the make up still on my face then dry it. I put my hair so it covers my left side of my face in attempt to cover my black eye. I can't believe this would happen to me, today of all days.

Ooooooooooooooooo what's so important about today?! Haha I never thought I'd be one of those writers who'd ask questions like that. Not that I have a problem with people like that or anything I just never thought I would. Then again I also thought I'd never write a story. OH WELL!!

~Angela