Life's weird turns - Nash Grier

Chapter 3

Chapter 3:

*3 years after the accident*

It was a Thursday morning, and as soon as I woke up, I remembered what day it was, my birthday, most people would be happy about their birthdays, but after what happened I could never feel more sad on that day, I didn't want to go to school, because I didn't really feel like I could take it, for so many reasons, the bullying, the laughter, the few, but still compliments for my birthday, and the memory of that day.

My brother wasn't home until summer vacation because he had to go finish college in Cali, so I was basically living alone in my house. But even though there was no one to tell me that I couldn't stay, I knew I had to go to school.

I went out of my bed, and quickly took a shower, then, I got out to get dressed, as it was November, and North Carolina is really cold in that time of year, I decided to put on a pair of denim skinny jeans, a long sleeve dark blue top so my scars wouldn't show, a hoodie, and my favorite flowered Dr. Martens. I didn't even bother to take care of my hair, and just out a little tiny bit of makeup, since I didn't like looking like a clown every day.

I then went to the kitchen downstairs and ate a bowl of cereal. Then, took my skateboard and went to school.

When I got there, I opened the doors to get in, and as every other day, hell started. I was just walking towards my locker when someone pushed making me fall. No one knew about the "accident" or my panic attacks, or anything. I was the freak. I just stood up, and started walking towards my locker again. This time I got there and the first thing I did was to leave my skateboard there. Then took my English books and went to class for first period. When I got there, I sat down in the middle corner, and waited for class to start. I saw Lucy coming in and seating next to me, she didn't congratulate me for my birthday since she knew what had happened and knew I didn't like to talk about it.

After first period was over I went to my locker, and again, someone pushed me making me fall, I knew who it was, it was Logan, he had bullied me with his friends since we started high school, and they were one of the reasons for my scars.

"Stop it" I said when he was going away, he then turned around and said

"What? Oh no, I'm so scared of you, look at yourself, what can you do to me?" he said and everyone started laughing. I was still in the floor trying to get up and he started kicking me, and I couldn't take it anymore, not the bullying, not anything. I started feeling my the panic attack coming, I couldn't breathe, the asthma was coming back, and then I couldn't take it anymore, the next thing I saw was Logan fall to the floor, and that is the last thing I remember.

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I woke up in the nurse's office, and the nurse told me that a guy called Nash had brought me here. I couldn't believe it, he was one of Logan's friends, one of the many who pushed me and laughed. I couldn't believe what I had just heard. When I was okay I returned to class, it was already third period and I went to my History class. Showed my teacher the note and sat on the only spot that wasn't occupied. I took out my book and started reading when someone spoke to me.

"Hey" the person whispered, it was a man's voice but I couldn't recognize it, so I turned around, only to see Nash sitting next to me.

"Why did you take me to the nurse?" I asked harshly

"Well.... Because you passed out and Logan was kicking you"

"Actually you are wrong; I passed out because of my pani-...." I stopped and covered my mouth, then looked away

"Because of what?" he asked looking confused

"Nothing. Just forget it" I said concentrating on the class again although it was boring as hell