*time Skip!!!!* yea it's gonna be about two weeks later so yea....
"I don't wanna go!!!!" I yelled.
"You have to! You already missed two weeks of school so get your ass out the door!" Jack yelled, dragging me down the hall by my legs. I clawed at the carpet trying to get away but failed miserably. Don't worry, this happens all the time.
Jack dragged me upright and tied my wrist to a support beam with rope so I couldn't get away. That doesn't mean I didn't try to get away. The rope started digging into my skin so I finally calmed down and looked my older brother straight in the face.
"Are you going to go to school?" he growled.
"....... fine."
He untied me and I dashed like a madman down the hall only to be grabbed around the waist and slung over Jack's shoulder. He grabbed my backpack, threw me out the door and threw my backpack at me which hit me in the face, knocking me back.
"Have a good day at school!" he yelled and slammed the door shut.
Damn. I don't wanna go!!!! I picked up my backpack and got on the waiting bus and sat in my normal seat. I felt a few glares toward me but ignored them. Only when Sam sat beside me did I look up.
"Hiya! How do ya feel?" she asked happy as ever.
"I'm still a bit sore but I think I'm fine. Thanks for helping me out."
"No problem! I'm happy to help a friend!"
"...... a friend?"
"Yup your my best friend! Oh that reminds me, I got you something!"
She dug through her backpack looked for something. After a while, she pulled something out and handed it to me. It was a sketchbook. The cover read ' To my best friend'.
"What is it?" I asked.
"It's a sketchbook a made for you! I know you sketch. I saw papers all through your room the first time I came over."
"Thanks."
"No problem!.Hey and if it makes you feel any better, Jason's gone for the week."
"What really?"
"Yes. Family Vacation. Come on we're here."
She got up and I soon followed. I looked up at the school building and sighed. Ah school. As much of a useless dump as always I see. Sam walked with me through the halls talking about a bunch of random stuff until I got to my locker. She gasped at what she saw. Eh it's normal.
A bunch of papers were tapped to the door. On read Emo, one read fag, another one even read kill yourself. Wow the teachers didn't notice this? I reached to the top of the locker and dragged my fingers down the surface, ripping all the insults away.
I got my books and slammed the locker shut. Sam was silent this time as we walked to class. First period was reading. I didn't mind it so much since the teacher wasn't mean or old or anything like that. She was actually kind to me when everyone else was against me.
I mostly slept through the day, only really waking up for lunch and of course to go home. Sam sat against the window on the ride home this time since she got on first. We were talking about our favorite anime (mines +Anime. I gotta admit, Cooro is a cute kid) when something sat on my lap.
I smiling Dylan looked up at me with sparkling eyes. Sam looking up at me, then to Dylan, then back to me. Dylan looked a lot like me except his hair wasn't dyed Black and his skin wasn't naturally pale like mine.
