OC Stories

Story #19 (Part 2) (Group 1) Hurt

Holly's Pov:

I finally finished the extra work I had to do before winter break so I don't leave with a terrible grade for my first semester. This year hasn't been very nice for me and I can't let it get any worse so I need these grades to be good or else terrible things will only keep coming.

I handed my science teacher and left to follow Poppy to cafeteria. I avoided everybody else who seemed to look at me with a grimace and talked about me behind my back. I started to wish Poppy was with me right now.

I got my lunch and headed towards the west side of the school. As I walked I saw someone that I knew well enough to walk with a bit. It was Rickie! I never had enough time or ever in the right place to hang out with him.

"Hey Holly, where you going?" He asked jogging over to me with a small, green binder under his arm.

I wanted to talk but I got a bit scared of the outcome and just pointed down the hall then right. Meaning: down that hall and right all the way to the doors of the west side of the school to meet everybody else.

He stared blankly at me and snapped out of his confusion "Oh yeah hold up, the west underhang right?" he asked.

I nodded and pointed at him, wondering if he was going the same way.

"I'm going to my french class or somewhere else to finish this stupid work." He said holding up his binder. "If Dustin starts to wonder where I am tell him I'm finishing work."

I nodded again and he set off running down another hall past the hall I had to go to. I ignored his loud, running feet and turned towards the far west hallway.

I stood there...I couldn't move..I didn't know what to do.I didn't want to do anything anymore

I flashed through my entire life while I knew Poppy. We had rarely disagreed with each other but whenever we did it stayed like that for a while. Like all the good between us snapped after so long and could never reattach unless someone else helped with it.

We have been friends for so long, we've almost loved each other after the first five, after we started to grow up and realize we couldn't while having our eyes closed. Hell, we've even talked about dating until we just decided sure...

I stood there like a deer in headlights as I watched Poppy kiss a Wolf gang member. Someone who always treated everybody around them like they're worth the same as an empty bag of chips. Exactly, worthless.

My thoughts ran out of control, though it looked like I was the calmest person on earth. In the end of the moment, it lasted so long and slow, I just walked back the way I came and found the closest trash can I could find.

I opened it up and dumped the food from my tray inside of it. I closed it and turned towards the cafeteria and walked. Though only seconds later i ran back to it and threw up inside of it. My heart hurt, my arms started to ache and I didn't feel like I could walk.

I dropped to my knees and leaned against a wall, thinking of Poppy. How could she betray me like that, I thought she loved me the same way I loved her. We had shared so much in the many years we've known each other.

I could feel tears pooling in my eyes and falling down my cheeks to my lips. The taste of sour salt filled my mouth. I had to clean myself up so I got up and walked into the girl's bathroom, they were always a lot cleaner than boy's.

I walked in and turned the faucet on in the sink farthest away from the door. I cupped my hands under the water, feeling how cold it was. I moved my hair away from my face, trying to keep it away from my face but some still fell in front of my eyes. I got a bit angry and ran my fingers through my bangs up through my scalp and ran water through it so it stayed up.

I got more and splashed my face and I looked through the mirror. The red in my face had died down, but what i really looked at was my hair. It was slicked back in a way only bad boys did it in the days of greasers and rich kids were in wars together. I forgot the decade but whatever. It looked cool to me.

I stopped looking at my hair and glanced at my eye, my blind eye. After so long I still can't remember the full story on how that even happened. I shouldn't care about it anymore but I can't keep my thoughts off it now.

I walked back to the sinks and splashed more water through my hair, running my fingers through it like a comb. I untied my jacket from my waist and put it on, I didn't need it inside since it was slightly more warmer than outside, but it made me look slightly better than an ugly sweater that I didn't even think about this morning.

I looked back in the mirror and realized, since when did I ever care about how I looked, why do I care all of a sudden?

Maybe because Poppy made you feel like you didn't need to worry about what you looked like, but she isn't here with you anymore so you can do what you wish now! I told myself.

I was right, Poppy didn't care about what someone looked like at all, she didn't even care if you were a boy or a girl, she didn't really care about all that at all. She only cared about personality. But then again, I was wrong, I know very well that I shouldn't care what I looked like and people should only care about my personality, but I know people aren't like Poppy in the slightest. Nobody is...

I dipped my head a bit to look at the top of my head. The part of my bangs that were dyed bright red added a nice touch to my naturally black hair. It kinda looked like flames in the middle of the night in a dessert.

I walked out of the bathroom, not used to the bareness of my face. I hid my face for so long I wasn't used to showing it so plainly, so openly. I shoved my hands in my leather jacket pockets and walked down the hall towards my science class to grab my stuff to put it in my next class.

There were only two more hours until I could go home and forget about today for good.

Poppy's Pov:

I was sitting outside with a couple of my friends, it was really chilly and everybody actually wanted to go inside for a change. We went inside but didn't go very far, we sat down on the floor outside a classroom and ate.

"Does anybody know where Rickie is, he said he would be able to be here during lunch." Dustin asked out loud, to nobody in particular.

Everybody shook their head and started to walk to the closest trash can to throw away our styrofoam trays, well mostly everyone. Dustin shared with me so I wouldn't be hungry until I got home. Stella gave me an apple.

I walked with them as they threw away their trash and started to get worried, Holly is nowhere to be seen and the bell is about to ring to go to our next class together. I just brushed it off and headed off to my next class, hoping Holly will be there.

She wasn't, but there was somebody there that I didn't recognize at first. They had a jean jacket, tight black pants and a black and grey beanie on. They sat in the middle of the class, and I thought they looked familiar.