PART 3!

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School was the only thing that kept me out of the house. It kept me busy and distracted. Everyone knew I almost died this year but barely anyone knew the real story. The same blue razor was still under my bed and its twin was hiding in my book bag. If that was the only thing that kept me standing on my feet, then it was worth it. As I walk down the hallways, I keep my head down and my eyes on the flooring. Even though I can't see anyones gazes, I still can feel them staring at me. I try to make my way to the bathroom before anyone can bother me, I fling myself to the last stall, bringing out my razor. I stare at it until I force myself to cut. Long painful strokes, leaving myself tearing up because I can't stand the pain but yet I couldn't stop. The bell rings, stoping me. I shove the razor back into my bag and I run to class. I rush into class, almost late. As the teacher starts talking, I get lost in her voice, staring at the clock as I wait for fifty minutes to pass. 

The class finally comes to an end as I rush out the door, and into a person. Not just any person. Blake Bleski. My crush since first grade, he always helped me when people pushed me down and always knew the right things to say. 

"Sophia? God, you look different! I haven't seen you in ages", he said with a smile across his face.

"I know...well I have to go." I didn't want to drag him into my life, I didn't want him to hurt me either. I ran home after that, leaving him behind. 

Many days, in fact, many weeks after, he kept trying to talk to me. Even if it was one word or a big conversation, he even sat at lunch with me. This kid wouldn't leave me alone. I don't know who he thought he was but I didn't want him to get hurt and niether did I. 

(1 month later)

But today was different, I felt in a better mood for the first time in months. I walked to my locker, looking at people for the first time and actually smiling. A warm hand slide onto my shoulder as I turn around to find blake. 

"Sophia, would you like to go out with me tonight?" 

Me? Why me? "I have to study Blake...I'm sorry."

"That's okay! I do too! Let's study together!"

"Okay, my house at seven?" He nodded and walked away.

What did I just get myself into??

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