Enchanted
The rest of the school day was very hot and went slow.I always had to wear long sleeve shirts to hide the bruises and scars. i was looking foward to meeting Jerrod and finding out why he left that in my locker. Like why would a popular 8th grader want to talk to me? i was so... average.
Literature, my last class, finally came and went. I left class as soon as i could so i could go to the gym. I packed all my books and slammed my locker so i could get there quicker.
"Miss Isabella, need to be somewhere quick?" It was Mrs. Samara my Social Studies teacher.
"Yeah actually.." i said. She was one of my least favorite teacher. constantly in everyones business.
"Slam your locker shut one more time and its a detention." she told me in rude voice.
"kay, sorry." i rolled my eyes. GO AWAY! i thought. She slowly walked away and i was off to the gym.
After 5 minutes of fast walking i finally got there. It was all the way on the other side of the school so it took longer. i went in the gym. No one.. No one was there. i checked the clock, 3:09. It was a little early and most eighth graders got dismissed late so i decided to wait.
It seemed like forever but about ten minutes later, Jerrod walked in. He walked up to me. I never realised how pretty his beautiful blue eyes were and how his brown hair flipped perfectly out of his face, but i still didn't like him. i didnt like many people though.
"Hello Bella." He said. He had a pretty deep voice but a soothing one.
"Its Isabella.. but hi Jerrod." I said. "What do you want?"
"Sorry, no need to be rude." He said and stepped in closer to me. He looked me straight in the eyes. "I know you."
"No really, you just put a note in my locker and.." I was saying when he cut me off.
"You know what? You're a real brat. But im still going to help you because like i was saying i know you." He stepped in closer to me and pulled the sleeve up on my shirt. He looked down at the bruises and looked up at me. i quickly pulled my sleeve down and stepped back. "Come with me. Theres somewhere i wanna show you."
"No!?" I yelled back him. "You are the brat! Why would you do that. im not going any where with you." i started to walk to the door and he ran after me.
"Bella, er, Isabella, don't do this. im sorry, but guess what? you know me too!" He took off his sweatshirt. His arms were beaten and when he pulled off his sweatshirt i could see bruises on his stomach too.
My stomach turned. I didn't really know what to say. "im so sorry jerrod." I shook my head.
He looked back at me and said "Please, come with me."
"Okay.." i said. I trusted that Jerrod wouldn't take me anywhere bad and besides, it would be better than going home. And so we walked out that door and walked and walked and talked until we got there.
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