It Had To Be You | ✔

Chapter 2

I was headed towards my locker. Anticipation sinking through every nerve of my body, i felt like everyone's eyes were glued on me like i was a magnet that they're attracted to. Maybe i did speak to soon when i said my day was to normal.

I was opening my locker when whispers began. All eyes were on me, i could tell. They were also sinking with me with anticipation like something was about to happen. I didn't want to open my locker anymore thinking it was linked with it but i had to because i felt like everyone was depending on it.

I hesitantly opened my locker, i knew something was going to happen and i was right. Red liquid sprayed out of my locker covering my face with gooew like substance. Anticipation quickly turned into embarrassment when Everyone was laughing. Eyes were digging into my horrible appearance like i was a freak show that was entertaining them. This is one of the moments where i wished Greg would've killed me a long time ago.

Everyone who saw me were laughing, they were pointing at me and recorded what just happened and i sinned, looking at each person in the room. Not a single face held pity towards me. They all hated me even though I didn't do anything to them.

I ran into the girls bathroom despite my still acking body. I looked into the mirror crying my eyes out. I need another spair hoodie and thought about the detention Ms. Jones had set up for me, i couldn't skip that, they'll call my father.

I looked at myself in disgust. What did i ever do to deserve this. I have based my life on a single thread for the past 10 years mom, and that thread is you. Is it even worth it? My life? No one cares about me, im an embarrassment, a dissapointment that was sent down on earth. A thread isn't something i could hold onto mom. Please send someone to save me.

I washed my face and hair with water. Making sure every gooew substance was out of my hair. I wiped my face readying myself of another layer of makeup which i think i did very poorly because i was shaking, shaking from embarrassment.

I waited in the bathroom for 10 minutes because i didn't want to go out with tons of students still in the hall. I opened the bathroom door, seeing tons of student gattering outside still holding their phone. I walked with my head down not wanting them to see the poorly covered bruises in my face and made sure the cover the blood stain of my sweatshirt.

Students still crowded the halls as if they had been waiting to see my face. It was my breaking point, i couldn't live any longer. I wanted to die.

Whispers. I could hear everyone as if nothing else mattered. All sound was blocked except for their mean comments about me. I wanted to scream out of my lungs so that they could feel this agonizing feeling i have locked inside of me for years. I walked faster towards the detention room. When i saw the classroom, a hit of relief went over me. I went inside quickly closing it.

I looked at my feet and went to the nearest sit. I didn't even bother to look around or to see if anyone in was in the room and i had a feeling neither did they want to see my face.

I heard someone standing up from their seat and walked towards me. Just great. I heard him seat beside me and just stared at me. I got so irritated i snapped at the person beside me

"can you stop" i said looking at the person and i widened my eyes when i realize it was Adrian. I quickly looked back at my desk and i lowered my head

And guess what he did? He sat there and stared. His eyes was roaming my body. Evern though i didn't see him, i could feel his eyes scanning me.