It's been around three days since I went to the park, I also haven't had any nightmares since then.
I'm walking to my 5th period and I feel a sudden tapping on my shoulder. I turn my head around to find a guy with medium length black hair, just about to reach his brown eyes, looking at me with a nervous smile. He's shorter than me and is wearing a plain dark gray long sleeved shirt with black pants and a pair of black Vans Turning my whole body towards him, I ask, "Have I seen you around?" He takes a moment to think about it for a second but then shakes his head. He opens his mouth, like he was going to tell me something, only to close it. I bring my eyes to look at the floor.
He's seems familiar... but he says we haven't met before. Where have I seen him? Have I even seen him before? Maybe he's in one of my classes, no probably not he looks like he is a year younger than me. He should be in 11th grade.
Looking back into his eyes I notice he's looking behind me, a glint of fear showing. I look back to see Connor walking down the hallway with his friends. I soon spot a new kid walking with them, he looks a little younger than me. I'm still looking at him when he looks up and glares in our direction. Pulling my eyes away from him, I grab the boys hand and speed walk with him to the next hallway near us.
When I finally decide we're far away from Connor and his clique, I let go of the black haired boys hand a breathe a breath of relief. I look around our surrounds, once I'm satisfied with how it looks, I turn back to him."Are you okay? You looked pretty scared back there. I figured I would get us away from there before he could spot us," I look at him as he just nods. What's up with him? Is he mute? Can't he talk? Oh well, it's not like I'm not different from others as well. "Hey, can you...er.. you know...talk?" I ask him as my curiosity gets the better of me. I watch as he slowly nods. So he can... hmmm...well he seems nice to know!
"Can you tell me your name, so I know what to call you," I patiently wait for him to reply. I look behind him and realise there's barely anyone in the hallway anymore. "Oh, no! We're going to be late! I'm sorry I took up most of you time, please hurry to class." I exclaim. Looking back at his face I realise he was about to tell me his name. He then looks at me quickly then sprints off to his class. I run the opposite way that he went and go to my Spanish class.
I'm about to turn down the hall to my class when the bell rings. Oh come on! I was so close to making it! I slow down, tired from running. I really need to work on my running. I hope that guy made it to his class on time. Reaching the third door on my right I open it to find that a introduction for a new student is going on. Everyone turns their heads when they catch the sound of the door creaking open.
I enter slowly and walk to my seat with my head down from the embarrassment of coming in late. Mrs.Diaz just sighs and tells me it's okay since I didn't come in really late. Good thing she's a chill teacher. Once I reach my seat Mrs.Diaz continues speaking, I look over to the person standing next to her. Shocked, all I can do is stare with my mouth open a little. It was the new dude in Connor's clique, Apparently his name is Ashton.
His introduction shortly ends and he's told to sit next to me. I watch as his shaggy brown hair falls over his hazel eyes. His skinny arms led to his hands that are in the pockets of his black hoodie. Along with his hoodie he's wearing slightly ripped, dark jeans and a pair of plain black Hi-tops. He has pale skin, it's still darker than mine, and he's around my height, maybe an inch shorter. He reaches the chair sitting next to me and plops down in it. Well this is gonna be fun.I can't concentrate. He keeps on staring at me and it's annoying! I already have enough with the girls that like to follow me around like lost puppies. Sighing I look up to focus on the prompt that we're supposed to be working on. I then look over to his paper to find it's blank. He hasn't even started his work...
I look at the clock and notice the bell is about to ring in a few minutes to let everyone leave. I pack my stuff up after I check it over for the last time then head over to Becca and Alice. It seems that they noticed Ashton was staring at me too. The bell rings and we leave to eat lunch.I'm going to my locker to grab some stuff while the others are heading to the bus. I'm about to turn a corner when I hear a loud bang coming from the hallway I was about to turn into. Peaking my head around I see Connor and two of his minions that he calls his 'buddies'. His two friends are holding someone against the lockers forcefully while Connor is preparing to start hitting the person with his fists.
Who is he trying to fight? They seem to be weak since they can't get their back off of the lockers. I should go help them, knowing Connor he probably cornered an innocent person..... But the weird thing is that they're not crying out for help.
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The Heart Of Scars
Teen FictionAfter being adopted by his new father, Robert, Jasper is trying to deal with his new life in a new school, house, and environment. Jasper seems to always find some kind of problem, maybe he was just cursed from birth, but nothing can be as bad as ba...