True Colors [Clifford]

Song 13

"It might not be too late to join us you know," Ashton said driving us to school Monday morning. I didn't answer him and continued to look out of the window as he pulled into Calum's driveway. "Morning lads." They greeted each other as Calum and Luke got into the back seat of Ashton's car. Ashton drove the last fifteen minutes to school and we all sat there in silent waiting for the bell to ring. 

Ignoring their conversation that they tried to bring me into many times, I watched as a familiar Harley pulled into the parking spot next to us. I stared, I did, I missed Micheal like crazy. I watched him pull his helmet off running a hand through his hair, he dyed it again. It was now a bleached blond, you could see his dark roots showing through, it looked nice on him. 

He looked over catching my gaze for only a second before getting off of his Harley and walked to the school. "Come on, we need to go to class," Ashton said breaking me from my thoughts. I only nodded climb out of his car and clutching my couple of books for the day to my chest. My small purse hung over my shoulder that held anything else that I would need. The boys said goodbye to me leaving me to walk the halls alone to my first class. 

I was trying to tune everything out still being in my own little world when I was grabbed by someone and all of my things were thrown to the floor. I gasped feeling the hand on my arm tighten its grasp. I looked to find Casey one of the biggest bitched in school digging her fake nails into my arm. "Heard you finally got what was coming to you."

"What are you talking about?" I asked trying to pull my arm away from her. I could see the blood slowly beginning to come out from where her nails were digging into my arm.

"Micheal, you messed up once again. Just like you did with Luke and we all know that you'll somehow make Calum hate you here soon, then you'll fuck up Ashton's life because you took away all of his friends." She smirked. Casey was Luke's ex-slut. She always had it out for me.

"I didn't fuck anything up with Luke, I won't make Calum hate me, and I won't ruin Ashton's life. Look I don't know what you know about Micheal, but whatever it is, I'm sure it's a lie and I honestly don't care. If anything he's the one who fucked up." I once again tried pulling my arm away from her only making her nail marks deeper and longer. Fuck, it's really starting to hurt. Why is no one stopping this? I know a lot of people don't like me, but there are easily a hundred students just standing here watching this happen.

"From what I heard you made up an imaginary relationship with Micheal and scared him off. Then when he tried to talk to you, you turned into some kind of lunatic and told him to leave you alone and never talk to him again." She snickered. 

"That's nothing close to what happened. Now if you're done, would you please let go of my arm and leave me alone?" I whimpered as she dug her nails into my arm harder. 

"Say what you want, but I know the truth. I hope you enjoy failing all of your classes." She wickedly smiled letting go of my arm before her and all of her little followers dumped their drinks on all of my books and papers. 

"No!" I gasped jumping down to try and save them. I ended up getting coffee dumped on me as well. I didn't look up as the bell rang for class and they laughed walking away. All of my work, my school books, all of my things and myself were covered in coffee and there was no saving it. I picked up my reading book finding that I had picked up The Fault In Out Stars without even thinking about it this morning. I flipped through the pages finding them soaked in coffee, the ink starting to bleed and becoming hard to read. I let out a sob holding the book to my chest. 

"Why me?" I whispered to myself. I went to move my right arm hissing in pain, I looked at it finding the blood was almost all the way down to my hand. The cuts were long and deep, I wouldn't need stitches, though I felt like it, I would need some heavy bandaging.