Chapter 2: Help

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Anthony smiled at me. The other students sat down as he introduced himself to me, "I'm Anthony and I came from Italy but you can call me chilled" the Italian smiled and waited for me to respond. "H-hi" I whispered and faked a small smile back to him.
The class started and I couldn't help it, but I stared a chilled as he read his textbook.

The last school bell rang and I slowly walked to my locker, dreading to go home. I did the three letter combo, snatched my back pack out of my locker and walked to the bus. I found chilled in the front seat of the bus! My mind raced and I hid my face in my jacket. I sat in the middle of the bus where there was less people but I wasn't long until the Italian came and sat with me. I thought it was a little weird but I did a small smile to thank him. Why did he sit with me? Chilled looked at me and asked, "Where did that come from?" I follows his gaze that lead to my wrist that had a bruise on it. "It uh..came from my dad," I told him. He looked at me almost like he pitied me.

As the bus slowed I felt a tap on my shoulder and turned to chilled, who was playing his Nintendo 3Ds. "Can I come hang out with you on Saturday?" He smiled. I nodded and left the bus.

My father was on the floor out cold so I grabbed some fruit snacks and headed upstairs to play my Nintendo Ds. I played for a few hours until I eventually fell asleep.

~morning time jump~

The sunlight shined through my window and onto my face. I shielded my eyes in my pillow. About a hour later I pulled myself out of bed and down stairs. I made myself Cheerios and ate at the small kitchen table. My dad was still on the floor sleeping and I couldn't get chilled out of my mind. Why? His hazel eyes were burned into my memory.

I spent the rest of the morning playing Mario party. Around noon I heard a knock come from the front door. It was chilled. He held up his 3Ds and smiled "wanna play some games?" I smiled a shy smile and nodded. We played Mario for a few hours when my dad started screaming," STEVEN!! WHO THE HELL IS HERE!?" With fury in his eyes he stared at chilled and I. He swung his hand at me and smacked me to the ground. A searing pain ran down my face and into my body. Chilled restrained my dad from attacking me further. I lay on the floor covering my red face and stared at chilled who looked at me in shock. Chilled lead me out the front door and to his house, after leaving my dad on the living room floor.

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