IM brOKen

im broken: chapter 1

Her arms barely stung anymore, as she lay on the cold hard bathroom floor. Blood pooled around her as tears streamed down her face. I can finally say goodbye, she thought. I can finally visit you in heaven, mum, dad. I love you.

The door slammed open as she closed her eyes.

"MIKA!!" he yelled. Soon, everything went black.

(Mika's P.O.V)

~Three weeks earlier~

*beep *beep *beep *click

I turned off my 6 o'clock alarm and sat up slowly. My body ached, this time I had gotten a beating from both my uncle and auntie. I slipped out of bed and tidied my blanket, I was lucky to even be sleeping in the guest room, so I had to keep it clean. I groaned as I realised what day it was. Today was a new year at amimoto high school, new year meant new people. I don't really socialize, i've been called a mute because of it. It's not like I can't talk because of physical or mental reasons, its just that less talking means less responses. The less im noticed the better.

I slipped on my uniform and walked downstairs. I quickly whip up eggs, bacon, hash browns and toast, wrapping it up and leaving it on the counter. If I forgot to make their breakfast again, who'd knows what would happen when I get home. I go to take an apple and stop. They'd notice if one was missing, I probably shouldn't. I thought as I slowly retracted by hand, stomach growling.

*thud *thud *thud *thud

Sh*t, fumitaka's awake! I'd recognise those steps anywhere. I grabbed my bag and booked it towards the door, hoping I make it outside before he gets downstairs. I run down the street and make a quick right, slowing down to catch my breath, body burning all over. Thank god my uncle didn't see me! I should start walking.It's a half hour walk from my house to the school, yuki's friends always drive her so she gets up later than me, but I prefer it that way.

~At school~

I arrived at 6:40, I would have been 10 minutes early if it weren't for the car crash on becking street. Just looking at the smallest car crash makes me start hyperventilating, bringing back flashes of the car crash two years ago. I shouldn't be thinking about that right now! I scowl at myself, fixing my hair so that it is covering my face. Although no students are here yet, im still shaking, I hate being here.

I walk to the front office and collect my schedule. Classroom 9/A. with nothing else to do I aimlessly wander around school looking for classroom 9/A, this place is still a maze even though i've been here for  2 years. I arrive 5 minutes early and find a seat at the back by the window. I stare out to pass the time.

students slowly start to walk in and pick seats, the classroom starts to get louder. People ask their classmates questions like 'how was your holiday' or 'what did you do'. it all seems pointless to me nobody really care's they just like boasting about their expensive trips. Most students were at this school because they were rich, I'm here on an art scholarship and because my cousin goes here.

The bell rung as the teacher walked in. students took their seats. Thank god! No ones sitting next to me. Finally, I'll be left alone! I relaxed, glad that no one would bother me. The teacher began to introduce herself, I didn't care to learn her name, and continued with the roll.

Everyone jumped as the door slid open quickly. A boy out of breath, walked in. girls began to whisper excitedly, wriggling in their seats. It hit me like a frying pan to the face. Oh no, why does it have to be him.! Why does it have to be ichirou tannabe! All the girls were drooling as he brushed his brown hair out of his face.

"you're late Mr tannabe." The teacher said crossing her arms.

"gomenasai!" he replied apologetically while bowing. Please don't sit next to me! please don't sit next to me! I repeated over and over, tensing up at the thought.

The teacher looked directly at me. oh no.

"you can sit in the empty seat beside......uhh..." she paused. Its shisubo nakamura! My name was one of the first names you called....

"in the back row. "she continued. I sighed as tannabe walked over to the seat beside me. Some of the girls glared at me, great more attention, thanks teach. Tannabe smiled at me as he sat down, I coldly looked away and stared out the window. He looked hurt, but I can't let people get too close. I paid attention to the teacher for the rest of the class.

*riiing

Finally! Its lunch! Not that I have food or can afford to go to the cafeteria, but I can finally draw. I pulled my art supplies and note book out of my bag and looked out the window to draw the cherry blossoms. I was almost done with details when I tensed up, I could feel eyes staring at me.....

(A/N)                                                                                                                                                                                            hope you guys like the very first chapter of 'im broken' if there's any mistakes pleeease tell me, and im sorry if its too short - imtryingtowrite-chan