Alone

Chapter 2

It came around to be lunch time and in the cafeteria it's like feeding time at the zoo. People pushing into others like they've never been fed before. I stood at the front doors waiting for Sage, hoping she would actually show up. Which she did, I saw her wave at me and then made her way over.

"So where would you like to sit?"

Looking around the caf. it was already getting pretty full," Lets get our food first."

We headed up to get our food, wasn't that hungry. Sage got soup and a sandwich, me just pizza. We paid for our food and started looking for a table, squeezing through the tight spaces between tables. I didn't know who did, but before I could do anything I was landed on floor, face first into my food. Everyone stopped what they were doing and started laughing at me. Covered in food I got up and ran out of the cafeteria. Down the hall I entered the bathroom, I grabbed a paper towel trying to get the stains out of my shirt. I was all alone at the moment, pausing to look in mirror once more.

"Bandit are you in here?"

"What do you want?" I said starring in the mirror with now tears coming down my face.

"I just wanted to make sure you were okay."

I wandered over the trash can, but stop and turned around," Does it look like im okay?"

Her noticing the stains," Well."

"Exactly Sage exactly," I snapped," Try going through what I do every single day, then maybe your world wouldn't be so dang perfect like you make it seem."

"Just calm down Bandit, please."

"No, no I won't. No one will understand what I go through, not even you!" I yelled running out the bathroom.

"Bandit come back, come back!"

I went to the guidence office to talk to Ms. Taylor, the old lady at the main desk said she would be back in a few minutes. I sat on one of those comfy chairs and starred at the clock waiting for her. Time seemed to go so slow.

"Well hello Bandit," She said walking in.

"Hi."

"Come on in my office."

I followed her in, she gestered me to sit down and then closed the door. Her walking over to the desk and sat down.

"So what happened today Bandit?"

"Lunch."

"And what happened in lunch?"

"I'm going to start from the beginning."

"Sure go ahead, I'm listening." She spoke as she typed on the computer.

"Math class got a paper thrown at me saying no one likes a freak, so I skipped the rest of first and second period by hiding in the bathroom," I began," Then in science I met a new girl named Sage, she's really nice."

Ms. Taylor nodded her head.

"Anyway we got our food at lunch and started looking for table, well my food ended up on me instead of in my mouth because someone tripped me."

"Well the only thing I can suggest for you Bandit is that you continue to eat lunch in here, why don't you bring Sage along too."

"I can't do that."

"Why not?" She asked with a puzzled look.

"Sage probably hates me now."

"And why's that?"

"I left the cafeteria and went to the bathroom, she came in looking for me and I kind of yelled at her."

"She cares about you Bandit whether you realize it or not," Ms. Taylor started," You see that's what friends do for each other."

"I guess you're right," I said looking down," I shouldn't have yelled at her."

"People make mistakes, heck even I do. Sometimes they don't even mean it, it just sort of comes out uncontrolable, so now what about eating in here then."

"Yes, I'll eat here and I will ask Sage first thing."

"Good, now do you feel better now?"

"Could I please go home?"

"Alright well I'll call the office."

They allowed me to go home and I waited outside on the bench for my grandma to come get me. About twenty minutes passed and she arrived pulling up in grandpa's red truck. I picked up my bag and hopped in the passenger seat.

"What happened this time?" Grandma mumbled.

"Tell you when we get home," I said starring out the window.

When we got home, I told her everything as we sat in the living room. Gramps was too busy snoring in his recliner to notice what was going on. I then went up to my room, falling to my bed. I starred at the picture of my parents on the nightstand. I miss them more than words can describe, some days I wish I would of died in that accident with them.