Pretty In Punk | l.h+a.i

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And here I was laying on the cold ground. My flower crown a few inches away from me. The side of my head against the hard cold ground.

My cheeks damp from all the tears. And my lip tastes like blood from the cut I got,from being punched.

I laid there just waiting for someone to help me. But no one comes. I hear the late bell go off. Then I hear footsteps rushing to get to their class.

I heard it come closer and closer.
And it stopped.

"Hear let me help you," the voice said.
I slowly turned my head towards him.

His hair is blue, but not just blue. It's more like this electric blue.

I got up slowly, him helping me up.

I got up on my feet, he bent down and got my flower crown. And placing it on my head.

"T-thank you." I whispered.

He looked down at my lip, "you should go and clean that up," he said.
I touched my lip gently and pulled back my finger seeing some blood there.

I nodded my head, "I-i will. "

He nodded his head and left.

I walked to the bathroom.

I opened the door and saw that nobody was here.

I grabbed some paper towels and damped them in with water.
I brought it up to my lip and cleaned the now dry blood up.

I was looking at myself in the mirror, my lip busted my cheek with a bruise and the black eye.

I heard the door open and quickly looked back.

A boy with brown hair and brown eyes looked at me.
I quickly looked back at the mirror, cleaning the cut on my lip.

He started walking closer to me, from what I can tell by the mirror.

"If I where you I'd go to the nurse. " he said looking at me through the mirror.

"O-ok," I said.

I threw away the paper towels with blood and went to the nurse.

I opened the door and went in.

"Oh Ashton, come here sweetie. " she said.

I sat up on the bed, while she was getting some things.

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I was walking out of the nurses office. Ready to go home.

But then I saw them again.

"Aw look it's the little fag. "

"P-please not r-right now." I whispered.

They all started to circle around me.

"What's that ? I couldn't hear you fag. " he said, coming closer.

My breath started to get heavy.
"P-please get a-away f-from me. " I whimpered.

He can closer to me his fist ready to do more damage with my body.

"Hey Jackson get away from him." The voice said.

"And why should I do that hemmings?"
The circle broke apart. Jackson and this hemmings guy coming face to face.

"Cause I said so. Plus he's already had enough. "

"Fine. - Jackson looked at me. Get out of here." He said.

I ran home as fast as I could. And never looked back.

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Well um that's chapter one. Hope you like it :D cause I like it so far lol.