Mantra

3

That Sykes dude didn't listen to me. He's still wearing his grungy clothes and has a bad attitude. Its Tuesday and he keeps to himself most of the time. During lunch he gets his food and goes outside. Nobody goes outside so its strange but whatever.

I'm not concerned with him. I watch Vic talk to his friends and I think about the project. Shit I think everyone has forgotten about it though. We have about a month to do it so I guess I don't know to worry about it yet.

I look at the time, 9:30am. Ugh first block needs to end. I want to go home but I have a perfect attendance. I cant mess that up now. I'm done with my work.. I get up and go to the teacher. I'm pretty sure he likes me.. sexually.. I've caught him checking me out a few times.

"Sir, can I be excused from class?" I whisper to him so nobody can hear. He looks at me and then my mouth. "No, go sit back down."

I'm not giving up that easily. I bite my lip and he looks hypnotized. "Please sir," I say pouting a little. He rolls his eyes, "fine," he gives in. I smile and grab my backpack before leaving. Vic looks at me and mouths 'where are you going' I shrug and leave the class. 

The teacher isn't allowed to let students leave class without knowing where they are going but he is young and stupid because he could get fired. But oh well, I'll use it to get out of class sometimes. Second block starts at 10:10 so I have 40 minutes to do whatever I want.

There no cameras in this school and nobody really cares what you do as long as you're not vandalizing anything or making a mess. I walk into the bathroom and fix my hair and my clothes. I'm wearing white skinny jeans and a long sleeve gray shirt.

People think jackets are a emo thing so I'm forced to just wear long sleeves. I pull up my shirt and look at my stomach in the mirror. I have a yellowish purple bruise on my ribs. My mom throw a bowl at me the other day because I told her that she shouldn't let my dad hurt her.. but she hurt me because of it.

"That looks like it hurts," I jump at the sound and look at the new guy. I still don't know his first name.. I drop my shirt and look at him. He's going to tell people!

"Y-you didn't see t-that. okay?" I say feeling like I'm going to be shunned if he leaves without promising me he wont. He steps towards me and I take a few steps back but smack into the wall.

He grabs my shirt and lifts it up. My breathe hitches in my throat and I feel.. weird. My cheeks go red and I close my eyes. I don't want to make him mad by yelling at him because then he'll tell on me. His hand touches my side and I gasp and open my eyes. Why is he touching me??

He looks at me and I look away. This is scary but I'm not really sure I want him to get away. "How did this happen?" He says and I dont respond. I guess he wants me to look at him because he grabs my face and makes me look at him.

He looks very attractive when he looks at me like this.. fuck I'm just so touch starved that I want him to kiss me. But I like Vic, not him. I dont even know his name. "I-I f-fell and hit m-my side into a table," I squeak out feeling scared and helpless. 

I'm very confused because I hate feeling trapped by Danny but by Sykes I feel.. excited? "Why are you stuttering?" He says getting closer to me. Oh my god teenaged hormones please stop.

"I uh, I st-tutter when n-nervous," I say looking away again. My face feels hot and his hand goes to my hip.

"Why are you nervous princess?" I glare at him a little. He looks amused.

"Because you're really close an-nd I'm n-not into b-boy so its f-freaking me out," half of that was a lie and he chuckles. Why? He leans in and whispers in my ear making butterfly's erupt in my stomach. "I see how you look at that Fuentes boy.. you're gay."