Slice the Skin

Clapter 2

I woke up in the morning and put on my outfit of the day.

I yawn and walk over to my bathroom. There is still blood, lighters, and razors everywhere.

I gaze at myself in the mirror. I don't look that bad. Quickly, I run a brush through my hair and put on some mascara.

I give myself one quick look over then fling open my bedroom door. Trotting down the stairs, the terrible aroma of eggs hits me. I gag.

"Good morning, Skylar. Would you like some eggs?" My mom asks smiling.

I glance at the clock and see that it's 7:45, "No thank you." I say hugging her good bye, "I gotta go meet Aaron."

I walk out of the kitchen, then exit the house. I turn left off my driveway, then right at the end of the street.

I end up running right into Aaron.

"Woah." He says. He reached for my arm to help me keep balance, "Sup Sky?"

"Nothing." I say nonchalantly, "What's up with you?"

"Oh you know. Failing school, getting kicked out of places, same old same old."

I smile. We walk a little while in silence.

"So..." Aaron says breaking the peacefulness, "Did you hear about that freshman, James?"

I shake my head no, "Who is he?"

"Well," He says shrugging, "He seemed like a regular kid. But last night, he killed himself."

I gasp, "Why?"

"Bullying, I guess. I don't really know."

I sigh, "Wow. I wonder how his parents are doing?"

Aaron shrugs again, "Not sure. I think Channel 5 News is doing a story on them tonight, though."

I nod, "I'll watch it. The school probably will put on some type of assembly today or tomorrow. So we'll find out some info from that."

"Yeah. Hey, I'll meet you at Mrs. Bronson's room for lunch, okay?"

I hadn't realized how close to school we were.

"Um yeah. Sounds fine." I say before waving bye.

I walk up the steps to the main entrance and take a deep breath.

Time for eight agonizing hours of assholes.