Above The Thighs

Somewhere drawn along

      Somewhere drawn across the line, there is hope. Faith? Love? Death? Never have question this before. Laying on the cold, dusty,dry bed it occurred to me. Life isn't as important as my he made it be.
Life-  to die. To help the Earth's growth. To give more room.
This is my meaning. For some reason it makes it more safe. Makes sense,no? Maybe not to you. As all the must is gathered up in my lungs, I hear the stair step creaking.  Squinting my eyes to see a bright light and a gray mist of dust flying past it. The more I looked my eyes got used to it. I then saw silhouette of man. Who look down on me. As the bright light coming around the body, he stepped closer.
"It's time." I hear him whisper.
I hold my breath and close my eyes to scared to see the monster behind the trickery of words. It was Drew. It was time for me to get up and get into normal clothes. A school day started and if I didn't get up and go, people will thing something bad has happen to me. I got up. I took a shower washing of all the dirt and rinsing and washing all the dirt so I'll look decent. Drew said I needed to look modern and "fashionable". Otherwise I wouldn't fit in. He pulled out a warn out yellow flannel, a nirvana shirt, a black chocker, black skinny jeans with holes at the knees, and black and white convers. He then told me to straighten my hair and put  on a bini. Drew never let me wear my glasses. He says I'll be seeing things if I put them on. Today though I guess he said it was ok.
       I walked into school seeing unfamiliar faces. They where all different from last year, it's like she just moved to another school. The teachers looked the same, act the same, talk the same, and flirt with there students the same way.
"You new"
"Exuse me?"
"Are.You.New?"
"Huh no, am I supposed to be?"
This was strange a boy came up to me and asked if I was new. I've been here for a year. You wouldn't think I New?
The boy smiled.
I'm Mike" he giggled. Not very common to hear that. Not at all.
"I'm Hannah. Hannah Hopskin"
"Hannah Hopskin," he paused.
"Yes, um is there a problem"
" no no it's just that-" I cut him off mid sentence. I glanced at my phone and saw the Bell was about to ring and my class was all the way across the school.
"Sorry Mike," I said in a hurry.
"I have to get to class and honestly you should too, given the time." I ran off not thinking about anything else,but class.
       The next class I had was Mr. Tinerflauker(Tin-er-fl-uck-er). He wore a bright colored suit and made inappropriate comment about the girls in the school. I walked in the classroom. I looked to see more unfamiliar faces. Strange. I've been here for a year and already people moved or left? How Can I not be in the same class? I sat down on at an empty desk. Quite supposed or shy I thought, lonely, selfish, and a disgrace? I was sitting next to a girl who say on my left. The right was a window. Though I'm free now, to do what ever I want. I wasn't there yet. The girl was dark skinned, tall, pretty, happy, and smiling. I couldn't help but notice her. I mean who wouldn't? She had a botton nose, long individual black braids that go past her chest, he eyes where big and bright, her lips where thin, but big. Tiny freckles scattered across her face as if someone wet a brush, bent it backwards making it fly across and land on her face.
"Hey."
I turn around to see a red haired guy sitting behind me. His eyebrows raging up and wrinkles across his face.
"Huh." He spoke.
" I'm sorry did I do something wrong" I immediately say trying not to sound rude. If I used the wrong tone I get beaten again.