Save Me.

The First Day

The first day of High School.

I'm greeted by everyone, I knew last year. I say Hi, to all the kids I really don't know. Then I head to my locker, trying to find it. I hear my name being called from down the hall "AUTUMN?!" I spin around to see my best friend Kayla walking with Carly, my other best friend. I run up to them and give them big hugs. I missed them all summer. I couldn't see them, because of my parents. They begin talking about their summer, I zone out on nothing specific. "Autumn, You okay?" "Yeah, I'm fine Kay." I gave Kayla that nickname and Carly's is Carr. They have been my rock since 1st grade. I have known them for nine years. Kayla has brown hair, with blondish highlights. She has really pretty brown eyes. She's short, and super skinny. Carly has brown with redish highlights and pretty brown eyes too. She's tall, and skinny too. I'm just me. Blonde, hazel eyes, and tall. Carly and Kayla tell me I'm skinny, but I don't believe them. Kayla plays lacrosse. Carly plays soccer. While I play football. We all split our ways to go to our locker and head into our first class. "BRRINGGG" the bell rings. I sprint down the halls into my first period class. When I get there class has already began. I open the door and the whole class stops what they are doing, and stares at me. "Hello, would you care to exain why your late to my class?" "I'm sorry Sir, I was having locker troubles" I lie. "Alright, the only seat left is next to Mr. Wishard." I look and see a hot guy, and he looks like a bad boy. His ice blue eyes, look up at me. His black hair is swept over, which makes it look super hot. I start to walk over to the desk next to his. As it go to sit down, he pulls the desk closer to his. I sit down in the chair. "Why are you wearing long clothing? Its hot out?" He asks. I can't tell him the real reason. So I say "Well im cold." "I can tell your lying. Tell me why." "Why do you wanna know?" "I'll figure it out one day. Trust me." I just start to write down the notes he has up on the board. Then, I start to get super hot. I pull my sleeves, without thinking. And start to write again. "You have scars." I look down and see my scars, trailing up both my arms. I go to pull down my sleeves but his big hand lands on top of mine. "Why would a beautiful girl like you have the need to selfharm?" "No one knows." I whisper, feeling the tears in my eyes. "Tell me baby, I'm all ears" I rush out of the classroom. I hear the teacher yell my name. But I don't care. I needed out of there. I run, and soon enough I find myself at a park around 5 miles away from my school. I put my bag down and sit on a swing. The sky starts to get dark, and it starts to rain. I break down crying. No one really knows me, I'm not popular but I'm not at the bottom of the social chain. The only jocks that know me are the football players, but I'm only important on the field, even though I am quaterback. The only people that really know about my selfharm is Kayla. I'm too scared to tell Carly. I'm drenched from head to toe. My hair is sticking to my face, so I pull it up in a messy bun. I start to hear branches breaking from the woods, I look around to see the boy from class. "Hey" he says so causually. I sit back down on the swing, and start to shiver. I feel a jacket being wrapped around my shoulders. "Your shivering." I see him sit on the swing next to the one I'm on. "Why are you hear?" I whisper. "To see if you are okay? I can clearly see that you aren't. Its raining" he says, now he is kneeling infront of me. "Let me take you home, and get dried off, yeah?" I start to stand without even thinking. His hand finds mine, and he intertwines our fingers. He leads me to his.. motercyle?! He hands me a helmet, and at this point I don't care. I put it on, and he is already on. I get on and wrap my arms around his torso, his t-shirt is clinging so his chest, I can feel his abs. I zone out and him saying my name brings me back to reality "Hey, you okay?" I see this beautiful, huge house. Its like a mansion, the lawn is a beautiful green. I start to get off the bike, he leads me up to the door. "Hello Austin, oh my look at you. Your all wet" this middle aged man said. "Oh, you also have a guest over. Follow me guys" I start to move along with Austin. The man hands us some towels. And tell us to go up to Austins room to change. We walked into his room, it was huge. King sized bed with black sheets, red walls, a desk with a laptop, a dresser and a walk in closet. His bathroom was connected to his room. "Take your clothes off." I looked at him embarrassed. "I don't want to" I say. "I won't look, but here are some of my clothes. You can wear them until your clothes dry." He says and turns around. I hurry up and strip naked, and put his boxers and sweats on. And a sports bra...? "Why do you have a sports bra in your room" "its my sisters" I nod and put it on. He turns around. And looks at my body. "Scars. All over you. Why?"