Alone

Riley P.O.V

"Riley Hills your next" Mr.Myles yelled loud enough to make a few girls in front of me jump in their seats.

I dread for this moment all night. Gym class is full of bimbos,jerks and assholes.

"If you get ten balls in the hoop you get extra marks. You have to show me the techniques I've been teaching half the year. Alright Riley go ahead" he hands me the ball and I hear whispering and snickering.

I look at the ground and groan before bouncing the ball and doing what I learned.

I look at the net and shoot the first ball. It goes in and Mr.Myles claps happily writing down on his clipboard.

I hear Jeremy the biggest player and asshole say 'teachers pet' and laughs loud with Blake.

Another popular asshole. I bounce the ball again and make another shot until I get 10 in a row.

"Good job Riley! See class that's how you do it!" He pats my back smiling big.

I look down as my cheeks burn. I feel their eyes on me. I know I'm in for it now.

"Alright class go change" I quickly walk to the change room before Abby and her clan gets in.

I grab my bag and hide in the last stall without making a sound.

"Where's the freak?" I hear Abby say to her clan

"Must be hoeing around" Mary her right hand bimbo says laughing.

"Come on, Jeremy must be waiting for me" I hear the door open and close leaving the change room silent. I take out my gym clothes and put on my dark blue jean,black T-shirt and my black hoodie.

I open the door quietly checking both ways to see if everyone was gone. I check the time it was lunch time.

I put my hoodie on before opening the door to the hall. I poke my head out making sure they left.

I see the hall empty, everyone must be at the cafeteria. I make my way to my locker which it's on the first floor beside the office.

I hear voices getting closer to me, I pray it isn't Jeremy, Blake or Abby.

I pull my hoodie down covering my face. I look up slowly without showing my face and it was just a group of teachers.

I didn't notice I was squeezing my arm until I felt a sharp pain.

A group of girls pass by me whispering "she's the freak" laughing. I don't pay attention when I see my locker with "loser", "whore" and "freak" written all over. I take a deep breath before opening it to find my notebooks all wet. Must have been Jeremy and Blake. I take out my jacket and lock my locker.

I've learned these past 3 years to not leave any important things inside my locker. I've found my books ripped, notebooks full of writings of "freak" and worst of all my clothes full of dog shit.

"She wasn't in the library or outside" I freeze in place when I hear the voice of the person who haunts my nightmares.

I hear the footsteps from a distant, I have no where to hide. I turn around and run back to the gym where there's a door that leads to the parking lot. I look back to see the door open and Blake spots me.

"There she is!" Blake yells running towards me

"You can't run away from us freak!" Jeremy says catching up to me.

I run faster knowing if they catch me it's not going to be for the better.

I open the door, the cold wind pushing me back but I fight it and run up the hill to the field.

I take a glance seeing if they were behind me and they were but I was running faster.

Years of running away comes in handy. I make my way across the field to a path that leads to a park. I hide behind some bushes catching my breath.

My heart pounding fast, a sharp pain in my chest.

"Fuck she's gone" Blake says between breaths. I hold in my breath watching them from feets away.

"She's gonna get it worse tomorrow!" Jeremy yells to the wind

They start to walk back to school. I slowly get up without making a sound. I make my way through the park to the city.

I arrive at the city and make my way home. I check the time it was 1:20 pm and I was missing history.

Today I couldn't deal with Jeremy and Blake. I try so hard to avoid them but they always find me.

One time in grade 10 they would throw water balloons at me when it was freezing outside.

"Top of the afternoon" Josh says in his bad fake British accent. Josh Myles is 21 years old,dirty blonde hair,green eyes,6'1 and my boss.

When my parents left me I had no one and no where to go but Mr.Myles the gym teacher pressured me to tell him what was going on and helped me get a job in his store and a place to live. His son was in charge of the store. He goes to college in the afternoon when school finishes for me and I take the night shift.

"Afternoon Josh, looks like it's been a busy day" I point at the tower of cards. He gave me smug look and a shrug.

"I made it with tape" he looked proud of himself

"Lazy bum" I laugh shaking my head.

Josh was like a brother I never had.

"Meany, aren't you in history right now?" He said putting his hands on his hips. I look anywhere but his face knowing he will be worried.

"I-I-I wasn't feeling well so I came home to rest until I have to work" I take out my jacket and head to the back where the door leads to upstairs.

"Did you eat?" He says walking behind me

I shake my head no taking out my keys. I hear him opening and closing the fridge.

"Here a tuna sandwich and a can of coke" he hands me the sandwich and drink. I smile at him and he smiles back heading to the front.

I lock the door behind me and climb up the stairs.

I look around the place I've been living in for 7 years. A bed in the corner, a couch, a Tv and the bathroom. Few posters on the wall to give it life.

I drop my bag on the floor, and take out my clothes to take a warm shower.

I make my way to the bathroom and stare at my reflection. A lifeless girl with hazel eyes,full lips,dark brown wavy hair and a small nose. I haven't notice I was crying until I felt my cheeks wet. I shake my head in disappointment and continue taking off my clothes.

After my shower, I head to my bed and I get dressed in a pair of jeans, a t-shirt and a over size sweater.

I put my hair in a bun and lay down on the bed. I stare at plain white ceiling thinking about how bad my life is.

An everyday torment at school, nobody to love me, parents who disappeared leaving me alone.

I felt my chest tighten in pain as the tears flow down my cheeks wetting the pillow.

I roll myself in my little cocoon of blankets and slowly drift to my own world. A world I created where I was perfectly safe......