The Only One

Chapter 2

I jolt awake to the dreaded sound of my alarm reminding me that it was Monday. I trudged over to my wardrobe to pick out my uniform and slowly shuffled over to the bathroom to have a shower. I turned the water on as hot as it would go and waited for it to heat up. I slipped out of my pyjamas and stepped into the shower. The hot water burned at first but then I got used to it. I let the water cascade down my body and it was only when I heard shouting outside the bathroom that I knew I was going to be late for school. I quickly jumped out the shower and pulled in my uniform brushing my teeth at the same time. I then hurriedly put my long ginger hair into a messy ponytail and ran out the door grabbing breakfast and my school bag in the process.
When I got to the horrid hell like place known as school, I rushed to my locker. I took out the books I needed and closed my locker making sure to put the padlock on it this time. All of a sudden my books were knocked out of my hands and I was shoved into the lockers. My shoulder began to sting and my eyes welled up but I knew better than to cry so I bit my lip. I turned around to face my bullies. The leader of the 'gang' was called James, he was your cliche football captain and pretty much the 'ruler' of the school alongside his girlfriend Jessica who was your cheerleader captain. There were a few others but those two were the worst. As soon as I was facing them James punched me in the gut and I doubled over trying to get my breathing back to normal after being winded. 'Aw look! She can't even take a simple hit to the gut' Jessica taunted. She then slapped me across the face leaving a hand print on my cheek repeatedly until the bell rang signifying the start of five minutes to get to class. They all sauntered down the hallways shoving anyone in their way. I quickly bent down to pick up my books and winced but I still had to get to class otherwise my mum wouldn't be happy so I rushed down the corridors to my art class.
The bell rang just as I stepped inside the classroom and I walked to my desk at the back of the room. A couple people glanced over in my direction and a few sent looks full of pity my way but I couldn't care less, it's not like they are going to do anything about it. I sat down and pulled out my school sketch book and began to draw what was in front of me. It was a huge vase filled with only one rose.
By the time the bell for second period was over, because it was a double lesson, I had finished my drawing and managed to finish shading it as well. After that, the laborious day dragged on until lunch. Slowly, I packed away my English things into my bag and rose up from my chair only to be pushed back down. I inwardly sighed and looked up to see James looming in front of me. He then grabbed me by my shirt collar and pulled me up from my chair making my legs hit against the desk. He dragged me over to the other side of the classroom and threw me onto the wall and repeatedly punched me in the gut and face. After a bit of tensing up and trying to block some punches I let my body go limp as he punched me. He soon stopped, looked at me satisfied with damage he had caused me and walked out of the room leaving me crumpled on the floor in the corner.
After that, I went to get my lunch and sat down quickly spooning the so-called 'macaroni cheese' into my mouth. When I was done, I put my tray away and walked out of the cafeteria feeling a bit sick. The last two periods couldn't have gone any slower each minute felt like an hour as I awaited the bell for the end of the day. As soon as it sounded I leaped up from my chair to make my way to my locker. I got there faster than usual and grabbed my stuff slamming the locker door shut I waited for the bullies to come. I knew I couldn't get away from them because they always had at least one of their minions somewhere posted around the school. Finally they came and I braced myself for the punches and kicks ready to receive what they were serving. They served. My body felt like t had been pulled apart and hen stitched back together while I was conscious. After a while they stopped and went home while I laid there for a bit longer hoping that this torture they give me everyday would stop.

A/n ok so this chapter is a bit longer than the others and I am on Christmas holidays now! Yay! So I will update more I hope. But I'm just letting you know that I am 12 so there won't be any very intimate scenes in pretty much any of my books so ye. This is my first book so there won't be any editing unless you guys really think that it needs editing