Not the way you think

School

RING! RING! RIN-

Ugh. I hate school. Is what I think when I turn my alarm off.

I get to get ready.

I choose my outfit. Which is a pair of black long leggings that go down to my ankles, a blue t-shirt with the words Aeropostale written in white across my chest, a gray hoodie and my worn out black and white converse.

I quickly put my hair in a messy ponytail. I apply a lot of concealer and base to cover the bruise on my cheek, a little eyeliner and I look myself in the mirror. Good you cant see it.

I walk down the stairs grab my bag and a granola bar from the counter and leave the house. Locking the door I start to walk to the bus stop.

I see Lara.

"Hey." She says

"Hello"

We wait for the bus to get here. When it does we find a seat and soon I put my headphones in and play my favorite song. Night changes by One Direction

We're at school in 10 minutes. We get off the bus and i walk to my locker. While im there my other friend Clara comes up to me.

"Hey girly whats up?" She sais while takimg one of her head hpones out.

"Eh not much"

We start to walk to class since the bell ringed and we didn't hear it. I go into the classroom.
RIIIIINNNGGGG!!

"Welcome class. Please be quiet so I can start the lesson." Mr. Lowery says

Everyone shuts up.

Mr. Lowery starts to talk but i tone him out.

I draw on my notebook. Ahh my only way to escape life. I love drawing and music. I mostly draw in class or when my dad decides to lock me in my room for days for "disrespecting him". Whatever.

I feel something hit my desk. When i look its a note. I unfold it, it reads

Well it looks like I fall for you even more every day. Even when you try to push me away I'll be there...
-Love Alec

I turn around and lock contact with him.

Alec. Alec Clark. The bad boy of the school. Everyone thinks his a player but his not. Now you might be wondering how do you know. Well easy. He used to be my best friend.

Yes my best friend.

He was my rock, my everything until the beatings started. That was when we were both in 8th grade now were in 11th.

But anyways ...
Dont I mouth to him.

He frowns.

The bell rings and get up to leave the classroom when a hand grabs my wrist.

I tru to pull my hand back and turn around. "What?" I ask him

"Please stop pushing me away."

"Let me go. Im not good for you."

"You're always saying that. But honey I'm the bad boy of the school not you. I care for you. Please just give me a chance."

"Ale-" he cuts me off

"Just one. I promise I'll be good. Please. Damn just one. I love you Mandi."

I thibk about it. Should I? Should I give him a chance? Well here goes nothing...

"Fine. But we need to talk after school. If you still want to be with me after that then, I'll give you a chance." As soon as i say that i see him smile and just turn around and walk to my next class.

God what did I just get myself into? Well I guess I cant back donw now.

After school im telling Alec my story for why I push him away. Ill tell him about my father.....