Afraid
Chapter 3
The bell rang as I opened my locker
"Great"I mumbled
I walked into homeroom, looking quite dishoved from this mornings squrimish. Everyone chuckled as tripped walking to my seat. or they could have been laughing on my apperance. I couldent buy makeup. I stole half used bottles of mascra and broken face powders from the girl's locker room Lost&Found. The bell rang as soon as I sat down. Today was not going to me a good day.
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I slipped into my desk in history, one of my favorite classes, besides english. I slipped into a memory as Mrs. White was taking roll call, before achohol and ciggarettes passed my parents lips
A little girl, with glittering green eyes laughed, dancing in the living room with my brother, singing Ring around the Rosy. My mom and dad sat there, clapping and smiling, her pregnat belly swelling out. Her smile cascaded off her face and she fell on the ground in pain. My father helped her in the old Honda and we waved goodbye, knowing that daddy will be home in a couple of hours. We were suprised when daddy and mommy came home, but no baby. Thats when the drinking and abusing started. Dad told me it was my fault the baby died and started hitting me. As I got older, the more and more scars I got. ,I kept it all inside, not sharing anything, until the first day of highschool-
"RACHEL!" screeched the teacher " You should spend less time sitting there and more time working."
"Umm.. Ok?" I awnsered stupidly
"No, ,Rachel. Doing nothing is not Ok" she spat
The whole class sniggered as I sunk into my hoodie, trying to be facinated with Greek Philosiphers.
The second the bell rang I practally ran to english. The one place in this he// hole that I can relax and be peaceful for 80 minutes. My teacher, Mr. Cooper is probably the nicest person in the school. I slid into my desk, whipped out my notebook, and started to write. The best thing about his class is that he lets you write whatever is on your mind for 80 minutes. Pure Bliss.
My pen was racing with my thoughs as I wrote a mile a minute. The dreaed bell rang as I shoved the notebook in my backpack and went to gym.
I quietly changed in the corner, the black mold keeping me company. I slid out the door, my thin frame hardly noticalbe. I was walking outside when I heard someone talking. Intreged, I listened to there conversation. I know what your thinking, "Evesdroppping is bad" and blahblah blah.But I listened because I heard my name.
"God, Rachel is such a loser" I heard a whiny voice say
"Yea, like get some friends" Said a slightly nasaly voice
" Someone told Brad, who told Paul who told his girlfriend Sasha-" said Whiney
"Wait,Wait, Wait" nasal shriked, " Fat Sasha or Band Geek Sasha?"
"Band geek Sasha," Whiney replied. "Anyway, Sasha told Valarie who told Amy who told me that Rachel's parents are druggies and they abuse her."
I heard a gasp and hugged the wall.
"SHUT UP! THATS INSANE!"
"I KNOW RIGHT?"
I heard them turn the corner and my long legs decided to cut them off.
The two girls looked up at my face.
The nasaly one finally spoke
"Yea?"
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