The Fighters Girl

Chapter 7

It was eerily silent when I woke up, I couldn't hear mom shouting or my alarm going off. I peeled my eyelids opened and rolled over to my Christmas tree alarm. Half eleven in red bold numbers flashed back at me.

Shit shit I fell out of bed and ran to my wardrobe pulling out the first T-shirt and jeans that came to my hand. As I was running back to my bed I stubbed my baby toe on the bed and face planted into the side of my wooden cupboard. An unearthly groan came from my mouth as I tried to get up.

"Fuckkkkk" I screamed. Today was just not my day. I got up slowly feeling dizzy as fuck but pushed through it. I reached for my phone, twenty missed calls and fifteen messages from Vanessa, twelve missed calls from Jessica and thirty two missed calls from John. As much as I feel loved I need to get to school I have a bio test second last period.

I couldn't call anyone they were all in class, I couldn't call my parents if they knew I slept in I'd be killed. My last resort was to get the next bus heading in the direction of school.

I quickly threw on new underwear and socks and put on the T-shirt and jeans picked up my bag and ran straight out the door.

I sped walked to the bus stop in the pouring rain with a pounding headache. Today was just not working out for me.

As I waited for the bus I thought about everything that happened last night, after Axel dropping me home I climbed the fire escape ladder up to my room which I have to say is really old and rusty and cut my palm on a rough edge. Just as I got in my window last night I heard the floor boards squeak outside my room, I was like a ninja jumping from my window to my bed unimaginably I know.

Finally the bus arrived but I was drenched in water and may as well of walked to school. I got on the bus and went straight to the back of the bus and took out my book and plugged in my earphones.

After about twenty minutes we were at the closest stop to my school and if I jogged it would take me five and I'd make it just before lunch started.

I jogged in and out of people as the red brick building of my school came into view. I slowed down as I got to the entrance of the school.

As I walked around the halls I realized that lunch was actually over and I now had English with Vanessa and John.

When I was walking to class I noticed people staring I could feel my cheeks going red and made my way to the toilets to see what everyone kept looking at.

I pushed open the door to the girls bathroom and walked to the mirror. My mouth fell open when I realized what people were looking at there was a dark blue and black bruise forming on my cheek bone. I searched through my school bag for concealer but I found nothing.

After giving up on not finding concealer I quickly made my way to class trying not to be noticed. I safely made it to class with nobody noticing me when I went inside the only people in there were goody toe shoes.

I sat in my seat with my head down thinking of ways to explain this without Vanessa freaking out. My thoughts were interrupted when I felt someone poke me.

"Hey Light I'm sorry about yester...." John stopped once I lifted my head and looked at him. Remember those cartoons when your younger and you could see stream literally come out of the cartoons ears well that was currently John.