Your forever is all that I need ~ kellic

4 ~ Science is shit

September 12th

It's Tuesday now.
I didn't go to school yesterday.
No, it wasn't an insect day.
Yes, I skipped.
Another stupid decision that I will probably regret later.
But I just couldn't have even a chance of seeing him again, not after what happened. Last time anyone found out about my cutting, they told some teachers so I got sent to therapy which honestly just made it worse. I ended up spending most of yesterday being a stalker and trying to find the guy on social media (Most of the day actually meaning about 20 minutes until my iPad died). He wasn't very hard to find. Turns out that his names Vic Fuentes, he's in the year above me and he's got a brother called Mike. I didn't find out any thing else and I really don't care much about anything other than avoiding him at all costs. Hence why I skipped school yesterday. But today isn't yesterday and if I skipped again I'd probably just find myself swallowed up in self pity and junk food.
So, Feeling oddly enthusiastic at 6:13am, I climbed out of bed, threw on some clothes (ensuring to wear a hoodie), put three cheers for sweet revenge on shuffle and left.

As I walked up the school drive I remembered the relieving reality of me still being the new kid. In most situations that is not a good thing, but for me right now it was perfect. It meant that I had literally no one even notice that I wasn't here yesterday because no one even knows i exist. Well, Gabe and justin might have noticed but I doubt that they'd be rushing to question my absence seen as though they haven't spoke to me since Saturday. I guess vic would probably also recognise me but there's still the chance that he doesn't even know that I go to this school. Just as I managed to reach the top of the hill, the bell went and I was forced into the giant crowd of people pushing ruthlessly past each other in attempt to get to their lessons. Personally I'd prefer not to go to the lessons at all, I mean if you wanna be so compressed, violated and covered in tall people's sweat then just go to a concert, right?
I had science, which I actually don't hate, it's one of the very few subjects that I understand and ,so far, I genuinely don't dislike anyone who sits on my table. Adjacent to me, sits a girl called Jenna, across from me is a shorter guy named Rian, who still fucking manages to be taller than me and next to him is Mike. That name sounds really familiar... Mike.... Mike fuentes! WHY THE FUCK DID THAT NOT HIT ME BEFORE. Holy shit. That asshole vic better not have told him about any of the crap that happened at the cafe. If he has then I don't even know what I'll do or say. I'll probably just crawl into a ball and die of embarrassment, or completely loose my shit and shout at the guy, maybe even start a fight. Either way I'd be fucked.
The second bell rang, allowing us all into the classroom. Slowly, we all moved towards our seats and sat in them. Mrs. Smith began teaching us about the different organs in the the human body and eventually led onto talking about how the skin is the biggest organ and how important it is because it can be destroyed so easily. No fucking shit. She then proceeded to hand us each a worksheet about types of damage that can be done to the skin. After she passed our table, I stared at the piece of paper and spoke, "what the fuck even is this lesson?"
"I don't even know", replied Rian quickly. "Well I guess being stabbed is one way, to break skin..."
"Burns?" Added jenna
"Rashes"
"Infections"
"Grazing it"
Everyone was helping except Mike, who seamed to be in his own universe at the moment.
"You could help Ya know Mike." Jenna pointed out after also noticing his silence.
Mike didn't say anything for a few seconds he just watched the table before he spoke, "self harm?"
Well that just made the conversation completely depressing.
"Ummm wouldn't that come under the same sort of thing as being cut/ stabbed...", pointed out Jenna, who was clearly surprised that he just said that.
Mike shrugged.
Soon enough the lesson was over and the teacher was giving out partnered homework assignments. One by one, she called out who would be working together. This is always the worst, there's never any one that wouldn't make you shoot your eyes out if you had a school project together. If you actually managed to get paired with one of your friends then you never get any work done and end up with a fucking detention. Or if you get partnered with someone you either don't like or never speak to then it's either going to be so awkward when your doing the work that you'd rather be eating shitty cookies at a relatives house, or they just dump all the work on you. Eventually, the teacher reached my name on her list and quickly announced that I'd be working with Mike. I guess that's not too bad, as long as we go to my house.
"Yo kellin, were working at my house" instructed Mike.
Are you fucking kidding me.

They day finally closed to an end as I laid on my bed, my thoughts being drowned out by beautiful mayday parade lyrics.