My story

Chapter; 9

*Ambers point of view*

I was sitting in my usual spot at lunch time. You know, at the back of the oval.

 I thought no-one knew were I would be, but Reece. Guess not. Olivia came up to me, I sat alone to make sure Reece had other social people to hang around with. He needed more than just me.

 ‘So, have you fucked him yet?’ She spat out. Her brown hates spelt hatred.  Those words came to a shock for me. She looked down at me and snarled ‘Excuse me?’ I said in disgust.

I was starting to stand up for myself. All my life I got shot down and I couldn’t do anything about it.  ‘Oh, or should I say raped?’ She said laughing, kicking dust into my face. That came more to a shock.

 ‘What do you want?’ I said looking up at her in disgust. ‘Look, Amber. I don’t know what the hell he’s doing being friend with-’ she screwed up her face and looked at me ‘- You! Eww, but I really think he’d just be using you for the sex’ She looked back at her friends over her shoulder again and laughed a fake, old and cold hatred laugh

. ‘Is that why I’m still a virgin then?’ I looked up at her raising my eyebrows. ‘Oh! That’s right, you can’t get any... Because you’re a little runt like your family’ she strained the words out. That really hit me.

‘Excuse me?’ I said putting my hands on the ground, getting ready to stand up, but she laid her hand on my chest and pushed me back down. ‘Got come confidence do we now?’ She ones again looked at me ones again in hatred.

I really wanted to rip her extensions out of her hair, hopefully ripping some hair and maybe her skull RIGHT off. ‘Come on guys, lets get out of this sh*t hole.’ They all looked at me a laughed. Except Alex, he had the look of sympathy in his eyes before I started to cry.

 I threw my dirty sandwich away and stared at it for a while. I started to tear up. My vison went all blurry and eventime I moved my eye a little drip fell out.

I gave up and let it all out. I whipped some tears from my blotchy red puffy cheeks .The bell for lunch time to end echoed through the school grounds and I stayed in my little corner. I didn’t bother going to class, I had science with Reece, as much as I wanted to be there I just couldn’t go, he probably wouldn’t even notice I was gone.

REECE’S POINT OF VIEW.

Where’s  Amber? She’s not in Science; I hope that she just forgot that we had it. Or forgot what class room we’re in. I hope nothing’s happened. All I can hear from one ear is Olivia trying to sound like a catch, and pen on paper in the other ear. I particularly like the pens on paper sound more.

‘And then, he kissed me on the cheek! And I felt like I was going to gag, like EW his breath, his teeth... Reece are you even listening to me?’ Olivia complained and snorted. I zoned out at the ‘This one time’ thing. Just nod and go along with her. She won’t know the difference.

‘Yeah I was listening, his teeth were like?’ I answered with my heads in my palm.

My face scrunched up and my eyes went back into my head. ‘Yeah so anyways.. His teeth they were like, all slimy and.. not clean! They weren't even white. How gross is that?!’ Olivia continued ranting. This girl wont shut up! She talking about one time a guy tried to have sex with her and she was 'So totally' not interested in him.

I looked down at her legs while she wasn't looking. She kept slowly pulling her skirt higher up her thigh. I rolled my eyes and looked back at my page of notes. 'XX is girl and XY is boy.' I repeated in my head, This exam should be easy, as long as I'm sitting next to Olivia. I am that bored I'm studying!

After repeating everything in my head a couple hundred times I knew everything word for word and I knew it was time to get out of class. I turned and looked at Olivia. The hand movements she was doing. I just laughed to myself. My god she's a drama queen. 'Could you hold on for a second' I said as I stuck my hand up ‘Sir, can I please use the toilet? I really need to go, it's actually hurting' I was holding my gut with my face scrunched up, acting out I was in pain. It always works.

 I heard Olivia scoff in disgust that I wanted to leave. I just wanted to get away from her and get out of a class room and get some fresh air away from it all. ‘Have you copied down the notes off the board, Mastin?’ the teachers said while looking up off his laptop. His glasses pushed down his nose as he looked at me. Why even wear them? 'Um yeah, I have. Look!' I said as I covered my eyes with my hands 'XX is a girl and XY is a male.'

He stared at me and snuffed 'Yeah, go. I'll be counting though.' he said and looked back at his laptop screen.

I walked down the hallway looking around corners and lockers for Amber. Just incase she was there. I spent a while looking around. I was an idiot ‘The back of the oval’ I sighed. I should have thought of that earlier. I looked at the time on my phone ‘I don’t have enough time, the teacher will think I’m constipated’ I bit my lip and budged forward as if I was going to run, because I was. But I don’t have time. Come on Reece, now or never... Auh,

I budged forward again. Ah fuck. It’s to late now. I walked back to class with my head held low. As I did, I walked passed Ambers locker. I could smell spray paint. Why would there be spray paint in here? I looked around and cocked my head. I saw a locker, which happened to be Amber’s .And there, right on her kicked in locker had the words ‘Die you ugly mole.’ painted over it. Please tell me she didn’t take there advise? She didn’t commit suicide? Or was she just smart enough not to come to science because of them?

 I might ask Olivia what happened. Act dumb. See if she can figure out that I can read peoples emotions, there body language. Actually, I might save that for tomorrow night. She’ll get a real shock when I start. Because when I start I won’t stop.

*Ambers Point Of View*

I might just go to Reece’s locker after school because after all, it’s already too late to go to class, and plus, I’m bunking with him for a while. I’ll just Say I forgot to come; I didn’t know we had science. I didn’t like the teacher. Or I could just tell him the truth? I was debating with myself.

Should I go to the locker and risk being seen by their gang?

The thoughts ran threw my head and the bell went for the end of school. I slowly stood up out of the dust. I had a head ache from crying. I shouldn’t care about what they say. I whipped of the dust that lay on the bottom of my school dress.

I shouldn’t listen to them. But they’re in my face every day. Every single day.  And you know what? They wouldn’t care if I was to die. They’d laugh, throw a party. I’m actually having terrible thoughts now.

 I want it to end, to just all end! I’m sick of everything. Being lonely for my life. Being abused over nothing and then having to come to school and cop it even more. But now I have one friend, I think I may have hope. I stopped looking at the ground and look forward. This is my time to shine, not there’s. It’s my time to be happy. MY time.