Sacred: White Halo Vs Black Horns

EIGHTEEN- Terrible Fighting Practicing.

Harmony's pov

Another day at school where no one actually gives a damn. Everyone has got STDs and it makes me sick.

At least I don't go doing every guy/ girl I see. No I'm not bisexual or anything but I know some girls and boys in this school are so I'm stating the possibilities that they could if had sex and yeah the ones I'm talking about are older than me.

The legal age of 16.

There is one girl though who's nice to me and that's Blake. She's a lovely brunette girl and blue eyes that shine for miles with freckles coving all of her face when she's not wearing makeup. She usually does and it's normally a nude look with light pink lipstick but isn't in your face.

She's basically everything I want to be. She's beautiful and gets the boys but she doesn't use them. Yeah sure she's only had 3 boyfriends her life and they lasted a long time. She's also so talented she doesn't even need to try everything first because she can basically do it.

She can do anything.

But school still gets me so down. It even gave me anxiety and depression which I've still got. Every boy and girl bully's me because I'm not good enough for them. I'm not pretty, I'm not tall, I'm not slim and I'm not even got a family who loves me instead I've got my mum and a whole lot of secrets. I never have been perfect and I never will be. Even something simple like getting a glue stick is impossible to the point where I had to buy from a shop and only use it for myself and try and not get it stolen. I don't know what I've done to deserve this. It's so bad that I think the teachers don't bother helping me anymore, they say they would but nothing gets done.

From year 7 to year 9 was the worst because of drama. As expected, I always got left out and Miss wouldn't even put us into groups. No, she just left me to get on with it.

People would always laugh at me and make comments only because somehow, I didn't fit in anywhere.

Thanks Miss!

So yeah, I guess you could say that I can't wait to get out of school. Unfortunately, that's not for another year and then college which I'll be out of that load of crap at 18.

( Okay, so if ur confused. THIS STORY IS SET IN ENGLAND!! NOT AMERICA OR WHEREVER ELSE!!

Thank you ).

Huh, I just wanna get out of school so badly. Honestly, it's okay if you're popular and all but if you're not it's literally everyone for themselves.

Like cheetah I'm a way. Once they lock on their target they'll do anything to get it and spilt them apart from their group and catch them with their mighty sharp claws and tear them apart like when people's feelings are torn apart.

And sometimes no one actually knows the consequences of that action. The person may hide it away or simply laugh it off but when they are pushed away and alone in dark they let it all out in different ways. Some, more worse than other ways.

All I know is that as soon as I get home I'm probably going to be bombarded with the boys who are ecstatic that they get to teach me to fight.

Only 'cause they get to show off..

And I know it's going to be hard work and somehow I've got to do homework in the middle all of this.

But for now, on wards to English which for me seems like the world laughs at me. Dyslexia only gets me so far: reading, writing, interpreting words and letters seem impossible. The only real way which I can communicate which is correct is by drawing and at least it's something I'm good at.