Survival l.h.

Thud

My mom had picked me up from Cal's at about ten,the usual.

  When I got home I went straight to bed,but not straight to sleep. I started thinking about Calum,Michael,and this whole band thing. What if it doesn't work out?

  They could make it in the world,but I've never heard them,so I really can't jump to conclusions.

  I'm the one stressing and I'm not even in the band! But,they are my best friends. I would have to be the one to comfort them if it didn't work.Would they leave me behind if they become popular?

  So many questions roll through my mind as I drift off to sleep.

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In the morning,I'm never very energetic. I slug around to get ready just like every normal teen.My dad usually drives me to school,since he doesn't go to work till 11.

"Bye!" I fist pound my dad as I get out of the car.

  We have always been really close,just my personality.I have always gotten along beter with boys.Never into the whole barbie and makeup,always athletic and sure of myself. Unlike most of the girls at my school,who have to stuff their bra and go to the bathroom every second to reapply makeup.

  I am at my locker getting my things for the first 2 periods when I hear a loud thud behind me,followed by feet scurrying away.I whip around to find none other than Luke Hemmings lying face down on the floor-books scattered around him.

  He is wearing black skinny jeans and a stripped grey and black sweater. I have to say, he is a pretty good looking guy.

"uhhh." He groans,sitting up and holding his elbow

"You need some help?" I ask sympathetically

 

"Oh,yeah,thanks..." He he raises his eyebrows as if to try to recal my name

 "Charlie" I assist

"Oh,yeeahh."he nods his head "You're Calum and Michael's friend,I've heard alot about you."He smiles with beautiful teeth.

He's not as shy when you speak to him one on one.I thought he would be much more than he already is,but dont judge a book by its cover,right?

"Yep,thats me.So,may I ask why you have all these books? Or,more importantly,why you were rushing and it caused you to fall?" I ask,starting to pick up all the papers and stack them

  "Oh,I didn't fall,some jerk tripped me." He says looking behind him as if to see if the culprit was still there

  "Oh.I'm sorry." I said,sounding more brusquely than I feel

  "It's ok,really,it happens all the time." he says with a frown

  I really feel for him.Such a sweet and shy guy.I have never seem him do anything wrong,why would they treat him like that?

  I help him up off the ground,to his feet and we start walking in the same direction.

  "Where are you headed?" I ask, turning my head to look at him

  "Algebra 2,room 119.Such a joy."He says and his head falls when a group of boys pass us,muttering things amongst themselves.

  "Really?I'm going to room 120,Language Usage,actually my favorite class."

  I have always loved english class.It started off with all the great teachers I had throughout middle school.My love just grew from there.

  "Cool." he mumbles and we turn the corner

  "What's wrong?" I ask,very curious now

  "Nothing,its just stupid bullies" he says

 

"You get bullied...like emotionally?" I ask stopping in the middle of the hall,he turns to look at me but notices that im not beside him.

 

  He walks over to me and pulls on my arm to proceed with him.

  "Iv'e goten bullied forever, you havent noticed?" He said,keeping his eyes on the ground infront of him

  "Luke, I had no idea. I thought people just left you alone with the little push every once in a while that they given everyone." I explained

  "No, well...i dont have time to explain.I have to get to class." He started to walk into his class room right across the hall from mine

  "Luke, wait. Sit with us at lunch today.It will just be Michael, Calum and I." I said with hope.

  "I dont know..-

" Good, see you at lunch." I said with a smile and walked into my class room.

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