Don't Say Goodbye

Chapter 1

My breaths are shallow as I walk up to the school. I keep thinking about what those girls said. I fix my shirt and keep walking hoping no one saw the terrified look on my face.

I smile as I approach my best friend and my other friends. She looks me over and whispers in my ear, "that shirt makes you look fat." My face goes flat and my heart drops to my stomach. She backs up to see my face. I smile and say, "thank you." Thats the only thing that I could muster.

I turn around and walk to my first period, hoping for salvation when I get there. As I walk away I hear laughter and then I hear Jasmines voice say, "I'm doing it because I care about you." I shake my head and think to myself, if you were really my friend you wouldn't say that stuff to me.

As I'm walking to class I bump into Scott, his golden brown hair dances as the impact courses through his body. "Sorry." I say apologetically. He looks at me and smiles. His green eyes boar into mine as he says, "its no big deal." I stare at him confused and then I smile and take a deep breath. "Are you okay?" he questions. "Um yeah, fine, I'm really sorry I bumped into you, I was thinking about something else and it just distracted me, again I'm sorry." I say, speaking fast trying not to lose my nerve. "It's okay I swear." He consoled.

I nodded my head and looked at his eyes and followed them to my arm. I quickly realized he was staring at my scars and moved my sleeve down. "Did you do that to yourself?" He asks. I nod my head yes and sink into my clothes as if they are suppose to protect me from the outside world. He takes my arm and holds my hand in his, and rubs my scars as he looks at me with sad green eyes.

I look away and take back my arm afraid of what he thinks. He takes my hand and tells me that he is there for me. I look at him in shock and step back as if his words were somehow pushing me back in disbelief. "Do you even know my name?" I ask him, bracing myself for the answer. "It's Olivia Johnson." He says with a proud smile on his face. My face probably looked shocked because he laughed and told me he has english with me and that I sit right in front of him. I look at him, surprised he knew that. "Im always here for you." he tells me. "Thanks, I guess." I say. I walk away, with a face of bewilderment and head to my first period hoping that when I get there the rest of the day goes better.