Chapter 2: P is for Priceless

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    We joked around as we entered our school'd building. Talking as we strolled down the crowded hallways, I could hear the other students laughing around us,at us. I could feel their beading eyes piercing my back. Lucas showed no sign of noticing the snickering, he was so strong... "OI AUSSIE BOY!" "LOOK AT ME MATE, I'M FROM AUSTRALIA!" I could hear them yelling out names, mocking his accent. I frowned, and looked at the ground. All of the sudden Lucas stopped walking. " Lucas are you o-AH!" My face planted straight into the floor. Lucas pulled my body up, like I was a rag doll. The whole world was a spinning blur. "My bad, FREAK." I heard laughter from behind me," Shut up, Kyle..."I hissed. Kyle grasped my shoulder whispering in my ear, " You better be glad Lucas is here, Stick, or your sorry ass would be in a locker." He took his hand off, and motioned his minions away. " See you at dinner, Freak." Laughter echoed the halls.

   I despised Kyle and his gang, to the core of the Earth and back infinitely. They were what you call the Pretty and Petty. Their leader, Kyle, was my total opposite, his shiny ombre of blonde to black, bump-less face and his white skin that even snow looked dirty but, his smile was something of it's own. White and large, shiny as a pearl and I hated every bit of it... A scowl erupted from my face, " I hate him..." Lucas, looked at me silently, " Um, yeah but-" "No buts, I hate him, NO hate is puny... I WISH FOR HIS ROTTEN ASS TO BURN IN HELL!" Silence. ''Come here," Lucas grabbed my arm, pulling me into a separate classroom. "I think I may have said that a little too loud..." I smiled, whipping my nose on my sleeve. When I pulled it away, there was blood. " Yeah um... You may or may not have a bloody nose..." Lucas grinned, and pulled out a pack of tissues from his backpack. I took them pulling out a tissue, and wiped my nose,"Thank you..." Lucas got up, putting his hands in his pockets of his hoodie," I gotta go to class. See you at lunch." "Here," I held up the tissue pack."No no, keep them," He smiled as he walked out of the classroom.

   I waited until everyone in the hallway were in their classrooms to sneak out. The minute I popped my head out of the doorway, I heard..."STIIIIIICK!" 


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