The rest of the weekend went by quickly. There wasn't
any school on Monday because of Teacher Workshop.
Surprisingly, there hadn't been any more problems
with my mom or dad either.
When I walked into the school I heard the same people
barking nasty words at me and saw the same people giving
me disgusted looks.
I saw Aleeah at my locker and was able to plaster a smile
on my face, even though I was dying on the inside.
"Hey!" I beamed. Aleeah grabbed my injured
wrist and pulled me away from everybody. As she did so,
my sleeve came up the slightest bit. I could see a small
bit of the big cut, but she didn't seem to notice.
When she released my wrist I was relieved, and I pulled
my sleeve back down.
"Sooooo. How was your date with Kyle?!" She
exclaimed.
"Aleeah," I sighed. "It was fine." I
groaned.
"Fine? Just fine?" She questioned.
I pursed my lips knowing that she was right.
"It was good." I said rolling my eyes.
"Suurrrreee. Seriously, tell me about it." She
breathed.
I explained my date with Kyle to her and she was
practically hopping up and down like a rabbit.
"Ooooooooooh! He so digs you!"
"I doubt it. What's there to like anyway?"
I asked crossing my arms. Aleeah looked at me as if I had
just insulted her hair.
"Everything!" She yelled.
"No." I shook my head at her.
"Yes!" She pushed.
"Aleeah, theres a lot you don't know!" I
snapped. I didn't mean to, it just...happened. Her
face swirled up and she once again took me by the wrist,
but lead me to the bathroom.
"Like what!?" She questioned furiously. Her
eyes started looking around, and found my wrist. My
sleeve had been pulled up a bit, and she had caught sight
of one of my cuts. She took her hand and lightly pulled
my sleeve up to my elbow to uncover all of my cuts. Her
jaw dropped, and she stared into my eyes, waiting for me
to say something until I finally
did.
"Like
that."
