Curiosity Strikes (Jeff The Killer Romance)

Felicity Roberts~

"Freak!" I hear one girl shout. "Move it weirdo!" another screeches as she slams me into the lockers causing me to hit my head and go light-headed, tears began streaming down my face making my mascara leave black lines down my cheeks. I ran to the girls toilet, my eyes stinging and puffy, I locked myself in one of the tiny cubicles, silently allowing the tears to drip on to my arms, I flinched as the cold tear hit my wrist, I looked down at my mutilated wrists and cried harder as I remember why the cuts are there. It's only before the second lesson starts and yet the bullying has already begun, the bell for the second lesson just echoed through the halls, I'm already late, I unlocked the cubicle door and strolled towards maths, I finally got there, I snuck into the room and slid into my seat praying I hadn't attracted more attention, my thoughts were brutally broken by a sharp pain in my upper right thigh, I looked down to see a hand holding a compass hovering above my thigh, I looked up at the girl stabbing me, she smirked an evil smirk and embedded the pointy metal further into my thigh causing me to gasp, she dragged the compass down making a deep cut in my thigh, the warm crimson liquid stain my light grey skirt, that's when the girl stood up and shrieked "Miss! Felicity started her period and it's on her skirt!". Silence was heard and then uncontrollable laughter coursed through the class, the teacher desperately attempted to silence the class before looking at me with pity and gesturing me to go to the nurses office, I stood up feeling embarrassed and noticed a boy sat two seats to the side of me looking at me with sympathy and then my eyes quickly hovered to Kitty Smith, she looked at me with sad and sorry eyes, she's my best friend, I quickly and quietly vacated the room with my head down, I limped out the door and just as I did so I heard one girl squeal "What a skank!". Tears rapidly spilled from my eyes, I quickly made my way to the nurses office, they roughly cleaned my wounds but the sight of my blood gushing out of my thigh made me vomit, they bandaged my thigh and told me to go home, I felt so happy to get out of that hell hole that I skipped home, not even thinking about the deep cut in my leg.