A New Perspective *DISCONTINUED*

Chapter 6

When Gwen had came into my room to calm me down from the nightmare earlier, it was already just after 5am. I told her that I didn't feel comfortable going back to sleep alone. She told me that we would need to be up for school in an hour and a half so she took me to her room. Now I'm sitting in bed with her, leaning my head on her shoulder. I'm still tired but I don't trust my thoughts. She has her arm around me, pulling me closer against her.

"If you want to go back to sleep, it's okay. I'll be right here the whole time." She says as she notices my eyelids closing.

"Promise?" I ask her, looking up into her eyes. She smiles and nods her head.

"I promise. Lay down under the covers sweetheart, I'm not going anywhere."

And so I do. Her covers seem to be more heavier, maybe she gets cold at night more easily, and they smell like her which comforts me more. I allow myself to slowly drift off to sleep again for a well needed hour. When I was on the streets before, I never got good sleep. I had trained myself to get up at sunrise so that I wouldn't be late for school, but sometimes I was. All I had to do though was erase those emails from my mother's account at the library before leaving for the day. So far, she hasn't seen any emails from the school that I know of and maybe I'll check again today, just to be sure.

I fall into another deep sleep surprisingly before being woken up yet again. This time, Gwen is laying down beside me under the covers. She reaches out to move some hair out of my face.

"Will you help me make breakfast? I don't know what to make," She asks. I smile and nod.

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Gwen makes the best food and that's all I'm thinking about as she drives me to school. I'm anxious for some reason, so I'm going back this morning with her to get my mind off things. I think I'm afraid she'll never pick me up after school. I don't really know where her place is from here and anyways, she wouldn't want me back if she never picked me up, right? The whole point of leaving someone somewhere is so that they don't come back to you. So what if she abandons me and I'm left alone again? Everyone else has done it, so what would make her any different?

"We're here, Vi. You okay?" She takes a concerned glance at me as we pull into the drive of my school. I look over at her, nodding,

"Yeah, I just don't like school that much," I half lie, biting the inside of my cheek.

Gwen holds out her hand then and I take it. She gives it a supportive squeeze as she tells me,

"You'll be back with me before you know it. You can tell me all about your day and we can do whatever you want this evening."

I smile and squeeze her hand back, something I would have never thought of doing even yesterday.

"Thanks, Gwen."

We let go and I collect me bag, getting out of the car, feeling a little better about leaving her for now. She'll come back for me... I hope.

"I'll miss you, sweetheart." She says.

She's so unbelievably sweet. Her words melt my heart.

"I'll miss you too." I say, and with that, we head in opposite directions. As I'm walking through school to my locker, I start to really think about what she said and how I said it back. She told me she'd miss me. Nobody has ever "missed" me before or acted like it even. I've never said that phrase before in my life either, but this time, I did and I meant it. When she said that, it gave me a sense of belonging, like I actually meant something to her, even if it was only a simple phrase.

I attend my first class to only be met with the usual, nothing exciting, but in my second class is a different story. Today, we get assigned a special project. We get a whole month to work on this as it's going to be a big percentage of our mark. The teacher explains as she goes around the room, handing out the information sheets.