Rylee's POV:
My stomach hurts and so does my whole body. I drag myself home. My body is like a heavy weight. I am almost to my driveway. Three steps, two, ONE.... THERE! I collapse. My house is a nice size. It has a pool and a nice long drive way. The rooms are huge and we have a huge basement. It would be a nice place to hang out. If I had any friends. I lie on the driveway for thirty minutes and stare at the sky. It is still light out. I turn on my stomach and moan. I think back to what just happened. I had been running to get home fast before Maya and her friends could bully me any more. Being a Friday I was relieved to go home and get a break from them. I ran but I didn't see the boy on the bike riding his bike and we collided. I remember the pain I felt when he hit me. I flinch and hold my stomach. I also remember everyone laughing and congratulating him for hiting me. He had gotten up to help me. He pulled my hair away and I saw the most amazing green eyes. I could have stared at them forever if I wasn't in such pain. I was also crying so I couldn't see anything. Besides him. Chase. I pull myself off my driveway and limp to my house. I open the door and run up to my room. I can't let my mom see me. I've been avoiding her since last year. She sees me on the weekends sometimes but I can't let her know what's going on at school. It would a major drama thing and I've always hated drama. I run to my bed and lie on it. I breathe. I think of Chase. He had cared for me when he hit me. A voice that follows me echos in my head. That's because he's new and didn't know who you were. If he had known everyone hated you he would have laughed right along with them. I shake my head. Don't do that to yourself. No one knows who I really am. Don't let them define you. I hear a knock on my door. "Rylee! Are you in there sweetheart? Are you okay? I never get to see you sweetie come on out," my mom says. I sit up quick. "Uh.. sorry mom I am doing my homework." I hear a sigh come from the other side. "On a Friday Rylee?" "Uhh.... I have alot of make up work," I say. She sighs again and walks away. I know I won't be able to eat dinner with her and dad tonight. They can't see me. So I go to bed early. It's 3:30. I pull the covers over me and close my eyes. In my dreams I see the green eyes that now have me in love.
