My Opposite {Interracial Love Story}

Chapter 4

Venice's POV

--May--

3rd quarter came to an end in mid April. Now, instead of having support reading, I have wood shop. It was Jason's idea.
I've been going through a lot of shit lately with family, and lately I've been in a low state of emotion. I didn't know what was wrong with me. I'd have a smile on my face in school, but every night lately I've been crying myself to sleep.
Today we had a substitute in wood shop, and we are working on group projects.
Jason and the rest of the boys in my group worked on our birdhouse, while I wondered into the tool room.
I started to think about some things and began to cry again.
I wiped my tears and looked in front if me. There were wood shop knives in front of me. My mind began to ramble with thoughts.
I've heard that cutting relieves emotional pain. Apparently some of my friends do it.
I took off my gloves and picked up a knife.
I softly dragged the knife across my hand, but it did absolutely nothing.
"Don't be a pussy." I say to myself and raise the knife to try again.
"Venice! What are you doing!" Jason shouts.
I instantly drop the knife and hide my hand, feeling embarrassed.
Jason runs up to me and checks my hands.
"Are you ok? Why would you try to hurt yourself?" Jason asks with sincere eyes.
"I---I don't know. I just don't feel good inside." I confess, as tears pour down my eyes.
He probably thinks I'm fucking crazy, but he does something unexpected... He hugs me.
"I don't know what you're going though, babe, but please don't try to hurt yourself. I'm here for you, please don't forget." Jason whispers in my ear.
I begin to cry harder, and Jason begins to take me on a walk.
"Where are we going?" I ask.
"To the counselor." Jason says.
"No... They won't understand." I say, pulling away from him.
The bell rings, and I go back to the wood shop room to grab my things and head to Spanish.
Forgetting I had tears all in my eyes, people gather around me, asking if I were ok. I lie and tell them I am, but I continue to cry until my teacher asks some girls to take into the hall and find out why I'm crying.
The girls keep pushing me into telling them, so I finally do. Big mistake.
I make my way to the bathroom, to rinse my face off and get some fresh air out the window.
The girls think I'm trying to commit suicide, by opening up the window, and move me away.
My mind begins to spin in confusion. I'm not suicidal... Am I?
The girls take me down to speak to the counselor.
"No guys, I don't want to do this." I say, trying to get away, but they force me to go anyways.
"Ms. Glenn, we need to talk to you. Venice might be suicidal." One girl says.
Ms. Glenn looks at me in horror, as if I killed someone.
"Come on, Venice." Ms. Glenn says.
I follow her into her room, feeling uncomfortable.
"What's this about suicide?" The counselor asks.
"I don't know... I'm just always sad and I tried to hurt myself today." I admit.
"Is there a reason why you feel this way?" Ms. Glenn asked.
"Bullying." I lie.
Ms. Glenn called my mom and told her what was going on.
My mom had to leave work early and come and got me.
"How come you never told me you were getting bullied?" My mom asks with tears in her eyes.
I shrug my shoulders, feeling guilty. I wanted to tell her the truth, but I didn't know how.
"Well as soon as you're done with this year of school, I'm enrolling you into another school." My mom said, wiping away her tears.
My heart dropped. What about my friends, like Jasmine and Luke?... What about Jason?
Tears started to fill in my eyes again. What am I going to do?

--June--

It was the day before the last day of school, and we're going on our end of the school year field trip.
"We're gonna have so much fun! What do you wanna do first?" Jasmine asks.
"Doesn't matter" I say, shrugging my shoulders.
"Wanna watch the boys play football?" Jasmine suggests.
I nod happily.
Jasmine sets out the blanket, and we both sit down and enjoy the view.
Jason was looking hot out there in his white Tshirt and black hollister shorts. I'd catch a few winks from him, as well as a few air kisses. He is such a sweetheart. The boys finally finish, then Jason takes me on a nature hike.
"Let me take a picture." Jason said, leaning down to kiss me and snaps a pic.
"Im gonna make this my profile picture." Jason says, going on Facebook.
When we got back from our nature hike, Jason and I got changed to get ready to go swimming.
When we got in the pool, Jason and I played the game where you get on the guys shoulders and try to push the other person off with Jasmine and her "friend" Jacob.
After some fun in the pool, we got out, dried off, and Jason took me to the ice cream place.
"What do you want, gorgeous?" Jason asks, making me blush.
"Strawberry." I say, pointing at the strawberry ice cream.
"And chocolate for me." Jason says, pulling out his wallet to pay.
"I got it." I say, pulling out a crumbled $10 out of my coin purse.
"No, babe. I got it." Jason chuckles, and pays the ice cream person.
We walk back to the school picnic area, hand in hand.
When we get ready to go, i make sure to keep close to Jason, so I can sit next to him this time.
After about 20 minutes into the ride back to school, I fall asleep on Jason's shoulder.
I am woken up by light taps from Jason, telling me we were back at the school.
We got off the bus, and Jason walked me to my classroom, before going to class.
I'm gonna miss that when I leave. I begin to get sad, but then I realize, I have the whole summer with him... Or so I thought.