The Fire In My Heart

The Scars

The next day I went to school. I had on black pants,a gray T-Shirt,and a sweatshirt on over top of it. While I was walking by everyone to get to class,people would either starts whispering to each other or laugh. I sat in class,wondering what else Nathen told them. I also thought why I ever liked him. I didn't think he was this much of a jerk. After class started,my teacher said we would be going to the Gym. Dang it. We all got up and went to Gym. While we were running,I got hot,so I had to take off my sweatshirt. I turned around to see everyone staring at me. Then,I saw Nathen point to my scars on my arms and wrists from cutting,and he started laughing. Others joined in. He said,which was very rude,"Maybe you should cut your face,it'll make you look better!" Everyone was laughing now,except a few. That seemed to hurt more than the cuts did. My heart broke again,crumbling into the darkness,and it lit on fire. I was so angry and heartbroken. I grabbed my sweatshirt and ran out of the Gym. I heard someone following me and I turned around,angry. "What do you want?!" But to my surprise,it was Jason. He had dark brown hair and deep blue eyes,with tan skin. "I-I'm sorry. I just wanted to..apologize..about Nathen. And," He rubbed the back of his neck,as if he was nervous. "I just wanted to ask if you were okay...?" "I-I-It's okay. It-It's not your fault. A-And yeah....I'm fine." I stuttered,smiling a bit. I never expected to hear those words from anybody. And that's when.....

HAHA CLIFFHANGER! I'll do a part three around 4-5 PM ET today!