Speak Up For me

Speak Up For Me: Chapter 3

I am so sorry! I had school, so if I don't post much in this hour of writing, I am super sorry! Hope you enjoy!

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   As I walked through the halls of High School, the most depressing place on planet Earth right behind Middle School, everyone gawked at me. Someone stared me down as I walked by, both of us had a scowl. 

I knew others where whispering about me, I didn't care much. I just kept my "frightening" look in front of me as I walked down the corridor. Someone pointed at me though, and with that, I stopped abruptly. I turned towards the girl still pointing at me. Her friend next to her backed away. She looked at her friend, clearly confused. She only had glared at me once, that's why she didn't notice me. That was until I approached her. As she was struck by realization and me still walking to her as her hand dropped slowly. And with her angry expression wiped into a terrified one, I got in her face. I realized she was Kayla Karen.

  "Whatcha looking at!" I snapped.

  "N-nothing, miss Sweet!" She stuttered, clearly scared.

"She was looking at you, that's what!" Said the girl next to Kayla.

 The girl next to her was Layla Karen. Kayla's older sister.

  "Piss off, Layla. I didn't fucking ask for your answer!" I bellowed.

"Fuck you, Rose!" She recoiled.

   This always happened. Some one would piss me off because I knew they were talking about me.  Kayla had made it so obvious. She didn't even try to hide it. That showed me she thought she was dominant. But ima show her that she's wrong.

  Turning back to Kayla, I shoved her into her locker. No force needed. She was like a stick when it came to fights. I got in her face again. I didn't know why I had this much anger that day today. 

   I never had bad breath. Even though I am a heartless asshole who doesn't give a fuck about anyone anymore, I still wanted good breath. I would chew mint gum all the time. One, because I like gum. And two, when I got into anyone's face, I didn't want them to make fun of my breath. That would make me go out of control even more.

  "Fuck with me again, and you'll end up like Zack Leon. Do you under stand!?" I told her

  She murmured yes, but that wasn't good enough for me." I said, DO YOU UNDERSTAND!" I screamed at her.

 " YES!!" She shrieked.

 "Good! Now leave!"  She made her lips into a tight line. I banged the locker door. I heard her whimper. That's when I knew I over-did it. Fuck! I'm I really that bad of a person?

   I whispered in her ear, " Leave." She nodded her head as I saw a tear fall from her eyes. I pushed off the locker and resumed walking. But this time, instead of my homeroom, I went to the locker rooms. I crawled into my locker and shut the door. When I knew I was surrounded by darkness, I cried. I only cry when my mom is mad at me and says hateful words or when I act like my mom. I couldn't help but think about how badly I hurt Kayla with just words. I realized I was just like my mom. I only had a reason to though. She hurt me. I never allowed me to cry in public or in front of someone. 

  As I cried silently, I heard the bell ring. I sniffled, wiped my eyes, and open my looker door. As the light flooded my locker, I was blinded. When I regained my vision, I climbed out and closed my locker.

  I rested my head on my cold, metal locker. Then I heard, "Are you ok?" From my right side. It was a soft and sweet voice. My eyes snapped up and then to my right. There was a girl, short as can be. She looked familiar. Then I realized who it was. Lily Jones stood right behind the corner of a  row of lockers. 

  " Yeah, just fine." I said as I stood up straight.

 "Really? I just saw you crawl out of your locker..." she said as her fixed look drifted off me and onto my locker. " ... after I heard a sniffle." She then looked back at me.

  Her eyes where a soft blue and her glossy, straight, radiant, brown hair reflected off of the girls locker rooms dim light. 

  "How..." I started," ... how are you not scared of me?" I asked softly trying to figure out the mystery behind Lily. 

  " Hi, Rose Sweet. I am Lily Jones. I know you know me..."She stared at me. Of course she knew I knew her. I know everything about everyone.

" But...?" There was a but, I know there was.

" ... but I know you are strong but a softie." I glared at her. She is stating true statements I didn't let anyone know.

" So why not be my friend?" She still had a calm expression on her face.

" I don't do friends... everyone knows that." 

"Yes or no?" She asked me about her question, completely ignoring me.

"Fine. But no girly shit. I can't handle that! And no calling me by a nick name." I agreed. It took me by shock, but there was no going back.

"Deal" she said with a smirk.

That day, Lily Jones became my friend.

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Hey y'all!

I hope you enjoyed that! This was done in my hour long lunch break, so make sure to point out any mistakes! Bye now! Gtg to class!