A Ballad of Blood and Bones

Cast Out

          'Another dream 'I thought drowsily, rubbing my eyes trying to clear the sleep away from them. Dreams were common enough, but this one just kept coming. Anytime I didn't dream of it, i had nightmares of that same look. those same yet differing eyes. Whatever it was, it was less human and more...something. Beastly, probably, it was the only word that seemed to fit. I looked around my room, glancing at the clock. 'Five Thirty' I scowled, then shrugged 'Guess I can do school with less sleep.' I thought. I got up, got dressed, and walked over to the bathroom. Pulling out my tooth brush, I looked myself over. My hair reached down to my neckline, still dirty brown and unkempt. the bags under my eyes seemed more pronounced than usual, all the more apparent with my near bleached skin. I finished brushing my teeth and hopped in the shower, keeping it short and cold so the landlord wouldn't complain.                                                                                                                                       ----------------------------------------------

        After the shower, I threw on some old clothes, and checked the clock. school started at seven, and it was almost six. I'm thinking I'll leave early, and grab a coffee before school started, looking forward to the caffeine. As I was walking, I made sure to look around, trying to check and see if any of those assholes would pop up out of nowhere. I still had bruises from the last time they found me, so I started leaving later, with a different route. I don't remember there names, there were usually too many to count. I was approaching the corner to to the coffee shop, when the smell hit me. I didn't realize how much i wanted some coffee until right then. I started walking down the street when I heard some quiet footsteps behind me. I took a quick glance to look behind, and my luck was proving its worth yet again; it was those damned idiots. As I was about to sprint away, I knew I couldn't head for the coffee shop, they would head over there and start harassing the staff, and they were one of the few that I was relatively okay with, so that was out. the only other thing I could do was sprint to school. Mr. Evans would able to break it up if stuff got ugly. I checked my shoes to make sure they were tied well, and then got ready. The second they notice me, I would go full spri-...for idiots, they are suprisingly quick. The second I heard their footsteps speed up and quicken, I hoofed it. thank god school was only three blocks away. Running as hard as I could, I knew I had to take the back entrance, It was the only way the others that were probably already there would catch me. God, I felt like I was on the lamb or something. To anyone else, this would probably be ridiculous, but hell if I hadn't got used to this from grade school. even as a high schooler, I still could out run most of them.                                                                                                                       ----------------------------------------------------                                                                           I was running full sprint when I saw the school coming up. I outran them by a ways, but that wouldn't last long. I ducked underneath the cut fence and made my way to the school door. Thank god it was unlocked. Small mercies. I speed walked as quick as i could without getting yelled at to Mr. Evans class, He always kept his door open for me just in case. Even as i was walking away I could still feel the few students in the hall glare at me. I saw Mr. Evans room when someone next to me shouted. The second I heard them start, I booked it and shut the door, leaning on it to make sure no one came through. Mr. Evans came in the room from his closet, cocked an eyebrow, and then spoke. " Are you going to tell me why you're so scruffed up, or am I going to have to ask, Damien?" a humorous smile presented itself on his face, and I couldn't help but smirk back.