Hi. Im Alisha. Im 19 years old and i go to the Skymore highschool in Cleveland. Im most likely to be a bitch, but if you get close to me, i might not.
I dont have any siblings. Just mom and dad.
I was wearing a loose sweater, and a small dress.
I was standing at my locker trying to open it.
"Well well well... look what the tinkerbell brought"
My ex boyfriend Brad said coming to me with his gang.
"Let it be Brad"
I said.
"Nah"
He said.
He came closer to me.
He smelled my hair and ran his fingers up my legs.
"Stop it"
I said looking at him with a mad face.
"You know your outfit fits you like a dream. Youre so sexy"
He whimpered into my ear.
"Please"
I said.
"Your dress breaks the dresscoat vialation."
He said.
"So?"
I said.
"So, if you dont let me touch you, ill tell the principal"
He said.
"Woo.. im so scared"
I said turning around to take my books
He grabbed me by my wrist and held it there tightly.
"Brad!!"
I yealled trying to get away.
"Should be."
He said.
"Hey!!"
Some guy yealled from across the hallway.
He was tall, blonde messy hair, and he had a camouflage jacket on. It had a double X on it.
"Let the girl go"
He said coming to us.
Brad wouldnt let go.
"No. Youre not gonna tell me what to do"
Brad said.
"Actually i am."
The tall guy said.
Brad just looked at him.
"Were just talking here with Alisha. Right?"
Brad said.
I didnt answer.
The tall guy looked at Brad and then me.
"So to you, talking is grabbing someone by the hand, toughing them, and threatning?"
The tall guy said.
"Hahahahaha"
Brad fake laughed.
"Is this guy bothering you?"
The tall guy looked at me.
"Yes. But i can handle it myself thank you"
I said.
He looked at my hand that was trapped in Brads hand.
"Doesnt seem like it"
He said laughing slightly.
I was trying to get out of Brads hands but he wouldnt let go.
The tall guy opened a pocket knife.
"Let her go."
He said looking at Brad dead serious.
"Now."
He said swirling the knife in his fingers.
Brad finally let go of me. I felt the blood run back into the veins in my hand.
The tall guy put the knife back turning to me.
Brad left.
"I will be back"
Brad yealled
"No you wont"
The tall guy yealled.
"So.. Alisha right?"
He asked.
"Yeah..das me"
"Im Kells"
He said.
I smiled.
"Is he violent usually?"
Kells asked.
He looked at my wrists and saw bruises.
I looked away.
"Poor girl"
Kells said.
"Im actually doing fine. He's Brad. He's my ex"
I said.
"Wow"
Kells said.
"So what are you doing here?"
I asked.
"I broight my brother to school. I've actually gratuated"
He said.
"Cool"
"So was this whole saving the girl thing a part of your plan?"
I said.
"Plan to what?"
He asked.
"A plan to get into my pants?"
I said.
"Not really. But now that you meantioned.."
He said.
"Well. Kells. It was nice meeting you, but i have a class to go to"
I said.
"What subject?"
Kells asked.
"Maths"
I said.
"You really going to that bitch?"
Kells asked.
I looked deep in his eyes and saw him needing something. I knew exactly what
"Nope. Your place or mine?"
I asked.
Kells smiled and put his arm around me.
We barely eaven knew eachother but we came along like we had known for years.
