lost by the world

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Skyler (POV)

 Next day I woke up with a sweet smile playing on my lips because today is the last day of hell which means school. I can't wait to get over school and go in college and have a new identity of mine, where I won't be bullied by Trisha gangs, where I won't be called freak or by any other abusive words.

How can you hate someone so much that you start hurting them? How can god never take action on them? Why always weak people should suffer?

My questions will never end.

I walk to my bathroom and took a shower and got ready. I packed my bag and remind myself that I've to get books from library.

I went down and saw mom was nowhere to be seen. I grab an apple and marched towards my parent's room. They were sleeping; I kissed their cheeks and walked out.

I manage to call Christopher and told him that I'm walking to school today. I want to feel the slow wind against me. It's already December. The wind has a new feeling in it.  I can see fog settling in, it has reassuring vibe and this atmosphere always kills me .Trees were chattering when in touch with  breeze. Few dew drops were on the brink of leaves.

I reached school early; there were students like leaves on trees in leaf loss.

I went library as soon as I can. I've to get few books before anyone get their hands on them.

Our school library is made in the style of 80's. The wood used is of mahogany .Having a woody smell. As soon as we enter in our library, you can smell books and woods .It's like getting blown away with the smell.

But the worst point of our school library is that two people can walk at our time, our aisle is pretty narrow.

I got a text from Christopher.

Christopher: Where are you?

Me: In school and where I'll be at this time?

Christopher: I need to see you! Where are you?

Me: School library, I need to get some book.

Christopher: Stay there, don't come out, I'm coming.

Me: Missing me already?

He didn't saw my message, might be on his way to here.

I saw a boy creepily watching me, I bowed my head and continue finding. That boy came near me, which made me step back.

I was on left shelve and he slowly marched toward me. I was watching him from under my eyes. He slowed down and came right behind me, he was on right shelve now.

His back was touching me, I can feel his shoulder, his back.

Then he said, "Can I get your number?"

I ignored him first; I've never seen this guy. God help me.

He was now towering on me, his left hand on shelf and right hand got a tight grip on my hand.

He leaned in and was just a bit away from my face. I can sense his behavior. It was early so no one come in library in the early morning.

He gave a snarky smile and his eyes twitch upward. I can feel my breath increasing.

"I've never seen a beauty like you "he said in a heavy wobbly voice. I was in complete disbelieve, I've never being assaulted. I was feeling like a two year old who can't get words out of her mouth.

"Are you a book? Because I want to read every single page of yours ", he came close to me, his lips was just about to touch mine, when I hear a loud voice.