Saving Raiyne

He's different

I woke up to my whole body hurting, the right side of my face especially, I get up and look in the mirror, my jaw is purpley black and it hurts to move it, there are red and purple marks all down my neck, all over my chest and probably all over my body if I decide to look. What am I going to do...

On my way to the bathroom I check to see if my mum is home, she's not in bed and I don't hear any noise downstairs, I guess she's not back yet. Sometimes she doesn't come back from her 'meetings' for a few days but the more she's away the worse she'll be, I've told her she should get a normal job, but she says nothing pays as good as being an escort.

I have a quick, shower, the water is cold- we need our boiler fixed- I still feel dirty. I look in the mirror again, my hair is greasy so I tie it up in a messy bun, my jaw- where noel punched me- is slightly swollen and looks like a mess, I take my hair down to try and cover it, but my hair looks disgusting so I tie it back up again, I'm just gonna have to deal with it. As I get dressed I notice all the red patches, they make me feel sick, I put on a thick black choker to hide the ones on my neck, it helps... kinda. I look horrible but what else can I do. 

I rush out the house to get to the bus stop in good time, while I'm waiting for the bus I check my phone, I'm not really the most popular person and I don't really have many friends, Noel is the only person who texts me to be honest. I have a message from him.

I'm picking you up after school babe, wait for me

I reply saying 'okay', even though I don't really want to see him, I don't want to make him mad again.

"Rainye," Mrs Seabrieve calls as I'm about to leave registration "What happened to your jaw?" she asks in a low voice as the last few people exit, when they have she closes the door

"Uh I fell" I shrug trying to act cool, my eyes sting but I blink quickly

"Really?" she doesn't sound convinced "how?" 

"Well... in the kitchen, our floors quite slippy" not a lie " and last night I slipped and hit my jaw on the table" I wince, it hurts to talk so much

"oh... maybe you should get an ice-pack" I think she believes me, I hope she does

"nah, I'll be okay"  I smile as best I could and walk out the door

"Sorry, I'm late" I apologise, with my head down only looking up to find a seat 

"You can sit here, Raiyne" huh? Why's he following me? It's Mr Wasteman again and he's pointing at the desk right in front of him, no one else is sitting there and all the other tables are full so I sit down

As he talks I can't help but check him out, he's got a killer body... for a teacher, and his hair is this pretty, sand colour, that kinda length that he had to keep brushing it out of his greeny blue eyes.

"Raiyne, are you going to use a canvas?" he asks me jolting me out of my thoughts

"Uh..Umm... I don't know" I shrug "I don't even know what I'm doing" I mumble under my breath but he's still focused on me so he hears 

"Well do you have your sketch book from your old school?" I nod and take it out of my bag, it's only just bigger than A4 size and looking around the class everyone has A3 sized sketchbooks. He starts to flick through, his eyebrows knitted closer and closer together the further he went.

"Pretty shit, huh" I don't even know why i chose art, i guess i thought it would be easy.

"no, no, Raiyne this is actually really good" flicks back and forth "so much detail" he says looking up at me putting my book down