Alone

School

I wake up to the alarm I set on my new phone. I turn it off, admiring how beautiful the new screen looks. I quickly take a shower, washing my long brunette hair. When I get out I blow dry it, leaving it naturally straight. I have bleached ends, I got them done not to long before my mom had the heart attack.

I part my hair to the side, then do my makeup. I put on foundation and then my black eyeliner, doing my wings perfectly. I put on thick mascara that complements my light brown eyes. I do my eyebrows, but I don't make them Instagram perfect. I brush my teeth before putting on light pink lipstick.

I wear black ripped jeans, a light blue shirt that hugs me, and says in black capital letters, "savage". I know, not the best shirt, but it was on sale okay? I put on my favorite charm bracelet that I had since I was 15. I grab Candy and walk downstairs to see Tyler putting some pop tarts in the toaster. He smiles at me when I walk in.

I smile back, then put my earbuds in. I just haven't felt like talking to people lately, I just want to be left alone honestly. Is that so bad? I get some food for Candy and she scarfs it down along with some water. I eat my pop tarts then brush my teeth again. I slip on my converse and I see Tyler smirk at them, as they look identical to his.

"Need a ride to school?" He asks, but I pretend not to hear him as I sling my black backpack on my shoulders.

I walk out the door and start to walk, when I realize I have no idea where I'm going. I'm so used to walking to school since my mom never had enough money for a car. But now I'm going to a different school and I'll be new and I'll hate it. Tyler runs out after me.

"Hey you have to ride with me, mom said that the foster kids weren't allowed to walk alone," I saw him wince at his words, as he referred to me as a foster kid.

I feel my face heat up, with anger and embarrassment. "I'm sorry," he quickly says, looking at me with apologetic eyes. I glared at him, then pushed passed him and slammed my door to his car.

All I wanted to do was go home, not to be going to a new school with some stupid boy I don't even know. I didn't want to be with this new family that doesn't even respect me. I'm not just a foster kid, I'm a normal girl.

Tyler gets in quietly and I take deep breaths to calm down. My anger towards the world was so strong, I just wanted to punch something. But slowly I cooled down, and started feeling bad for the way I treated Tyler. I felt tears spring to my eyes as we drove along silently.

None of this was fair, and I knew it wasn't Tyler's fault, all he's trying to do is help. But I'm all alone in this, all I have is Candy...she means the world to me. Tyler glances at me and must see the tears in my eyes.

"Hey, are you okay?" He asks softly. "Look, I'm really sorry for what I said-"

I cut him off. "It's not that Tyler. It's nothing." I quickly wipe underneath my eyes, cursing myself for embarrassing myself like that.

I sniffle and look away. He pulls over. Crap. He looks over at me. "I know what your going through must really suck...but everything always gets better," he says to me.

I nod my head, swallowing down the lump in my throat. "It's okay to cry," he says, leaning forward a bit to try and meet my eyes. I just shake my head, trying harder not to cry.

"Why not?" He said.

"Because it's a sign that you're weak and it does absolutely nothing."

"That's not true. It's a sign that your going through a challenging time, and that makes you strong."

I sigh, finally controlling my tears. This was stupid. I should have just walked and found my own way.

He looks away towards the road, watching the cars go by. "Not everyone can be strong all the time" he says quietly. He starts the car and continues driving. I ponder on what he said for a long time. I don't understand why he said that. Why did he look so sad when he said that? He has the most perfect life.

I feel my nerves grow as we get closer. "You excited?" He says teasingly, changing the mood.

"Yeah, I can't wait to get back into high school drama, it's what I've been waiting for all summer,"I say sarcastically.

"Well I'm glad because we're here!" He says in an overly cheery voice, mocking me.

I take a deep breath to get rid of my nerves, although it barely does a thing at all. I get out of the car and so does Tyler. He takes out our schedules. "Great," he says," we have our first class together, ELA." He smiles at me.

He leads me around the school, showing me where all my classes would be. He shows me some of his friends. There's Jason, Ryder, and Cole. I was actually kind of surprised that Tyler wasn't so popular, he has such good looks. Most of the other guys ignored him as we walked down the hallway, and I realized that they must be jealous. I smirk up at Tyler, who looks down and smiles at me. "What?" He asks.

"Nothing," I say, chuckling a little. He shrugs and we keep walking. I keep a look out for any other girls that will come running to him, because I'm guessing he has a girlfriend. But most of the girls don't give him as much as a second glance. Then I see why.

A huge group of hot guys are walking down the hallway. A bunch of girls stare at them, try and flirt with them, etc. They have perfect hair, straight teeth, and athletic bodies. They are like walking ken dolls. Tyler stops at some lockers which I suppose are ours. Mines next to his. I look up at Tyler and compare him to the other guys. He could easily fit in with them, so I don't understand why he doesn't.

I don't say anything though because I don't want to be rude. If anything, I'm glad he isn't like them. I start putting stuff in my locker and only keeping the stuff I need. Suddenly a hand is propped above my head on the lockers, and a tall person is in front of me. Me being short, I look up to see who it is. It's one of the boys from the group of hot guys.

He stares down at me, his blue eyes and blonde hair perfect. He's so close I can smell his cologne. "Hey beautiful, can I get your number?" He says, smiling down at me. I shake my head no, then try to move past him, but he suddenly moves his arm there instead. I look back up to him, and he's not smiling anymore.

"Let me try that again," he said in an intimidating voice. I look away and he suddenly grabs my jaw. He forces me to look up at him. I feel my heart start to pound and I start to shake out of fear. He's so much bigger than me and could easily hurt me.

He opens his mouth to say something, when suddenly he's shoved away from me, his hand losing its grip from my face. I notice it was Tyler who shoved him. The boy looks at Tyler angrily. He looks like he wants to punch him.

"Tyler," he growls.

Tyler crosses his arms, "You leave her alone. I swear, if you dare touch her again..." Tyler says angrily, but can't seem to find the words to finish his sentence.

"What will you do Tyler, hm? Call the freaking cops on your own friends? On your own freaking friends?"

There was something I was missing here. They were talking about something completely different and I was completely lost. Tyler looked at the ground, looking more than ashamed. The boy pushed Tyler, slamming him into the lockers, then winked at me as he walked away.

I stand there, wondering what the hell just happened.