Classes seemed to drag on and on. Boring class after boring class. Once the bell finally wrang I darted home. I couldn't wait for next friday. The Wanted would be performing at MY school! Once I got home I layed down on my bed and opened up my laptop. I checked my email sent out a few tweets about how hyped I was and went on Facebook. 10 new notifications. "What now?" I muddered to my self.
they were all comments on pictures. "Kayla, stop no one cares!" "Ew." They were all horrible comments. I pulled out my phone and called Cheyenne. The phone wrang 5 times until she finally picked up.
"Hello?" She said into the phone kind of confussed. She know's it's not normal for me to call her especially right after school because we talk all day.
"Cheyenne, it's happening again." I said into the phone she could tell I was about to cry.
"Kayla it's ok. What are they saying?"
"The usually just telling me no one cares. Stuff like that, but I- I can't do this."
"Kayla stop! It's going to be alright, you will get through this." She sounded so scared and worried. "Kayla? Are you there?"
"I'm here but I need to go-" she interupted me mid sentenced.
"Kayla if you hang up you need to promise me nothing will happen! This is just a phase it will stop I promise."
"I know and I promise." I hung up the phone and through on a jacket. Jammed on a pair of converse and ran outside. It was almost sunset. The city looked so calm. I could hardley tell with the tears in my eyes. I just walked and walked. I didn't know where I was going, just that I was going somewhere. An hour went by. It was almost 6 o'clock. I sat down on the sidewalk and cried. I put my head in my hands and just stayed there.
I fealt a hand rest on my shoulder. I wiped the tears from my eyes and looked up. It was Cheyenne.
"I knew you were going to go somewhere. So I came to find you." She extended her hand to me and i grabbed it. She pulled me up and we walked back to my house. We came to my front porch sometime around 7:30 pm. It was dark out and seemed as though it was going to rain.
"I'm sorry Chey, I shouldn't have gone anywhere." I apoligized. We sat down on the porch steps.
"It's not your fault Kayla, you were upset. I understand but you have to tell someone. If this is what it's coming to- you running away when things seem horrible, then you have to let someone else know what's going on." She sounded as though she was going to cry too.
"Ok. If it happens again I will." I was lying of course. I couldn't tell someone about this. Not then.
I gave her a hug and thanked her for helping me. She said it was no problem and I went inside. It was around 8 o'clock. I walked up the wood stairs and layed down in my room. I turned on my iPod and just layed there thinking and hoping that time would go by faster and that all of this could just stop.
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