Chapter 1
Liam Elman
I stood in front of the school letting all the kids pass me. I could feel stares piercing the back of my neck, but I didn’t care. They could Stare all they want. I’m sick and tired of how the people at this school treated me. Finally deciding to walk in before the bell rings, I slowly walked towards the building chanting “I c-can do this, I can d-do this, I can do this.” I don’t know why this happens to me. I have speech problems, one of the many problems I have.
The whispering and staring didn’t stop, making me look down to avoid making eye contact with students of East Grand High. I was almost to my safe haven, which is the bathroom right next to my locker when I saw Blake and his friend’s walking on the other side of the hallway. I quickly turned my body around and started walking the other way praying they don’t see me. I knew my plan had failed when I heard one of Blakes’s friend’s call-out
“Hey shitscreak!″ I stop walking and just stood there. It would definitely be worst if I kept walking, but staying put wouldn’t end well either.
“Where you running off to?″ Blake whispered in my ear making a shiver run down my spine. I think my heart skipped serval beats when I heard that voice. He put a hand on my shoulder purposely squeezing the back of my neck. “You not trying to run away from me right?” He asked. I clearly was but, I wasn’t gonna tell him that.
“N-no,” I said. Who wouldn’t want to run away from you? I was ready for whatever he was gonna do next. He spun me around so that I was face to face with him. I stared into his deep hazel eyes afraid of looking away. Blakes is the hottest guy in school. He has wild brown curly hair cut short into a fade. His girlfriend is Queen Bee. Literally, her name is Queen Bee. I really don’t understand why her parents would name her that. I guess the name has its perks. But it would be funny if she didn’t live up to her name.
“Tell you what, I’ll let you off if you can repeat after me without stuttering.” He said with a smirk. My eyes widen at his sudden request. He only said that cause he knows that I would never be able to do it. Tears rain down my eyes. I tried to stop them but they just kept coming. I don’t want to look even weaker than I already am in front of them, because if I did there would be no hope of escaping them. “Oh, are you gonna cry me a river?” He laughed. Now everybody was staring. “let’s begin.” He looked at Tobi and Cain, and they took out their phones and pressed the record bottom, “Your an oxygen-wasting, tear shedding, dick-sucking, fuckface that should just drop dead.” Everyone was now surrounding us whispering and smiling in amusement. Sometimes I wish that They would know how it feels to be scared every single second of your life. Afraid that no one loves you, afraid that no one cares, afraid to live but afraid to die. To a point where your thoughts and feelings kill you inside and there’s nothing, you can do about it. I wish for just one moment of my life they would just leave me alone. Then I felt a burning pain on the side of my cheek, he just slapped me. “Say it!” He yelled inches away from my face. I took a deep breath and said
" I am an oxyg-gen wasting, t-t tear shedding, dick s-sucking, f-fuckface.... that should d-drop d-dead.” A tear rolled down my eye as everybody laughed at me. I tried so hard. I always try so hard not to stutter but it never works. I could see the flashing camera’s as people record and take pictures of me.
“Too bad, I really believed in you.” He said laughing. He garbed my hair pulling so hard that some strings of hair fell to the floor. Dragging my body into the bathroom I first tried to escape to and they followed. He pushed my head in the closest toilet he could find. The mucky water wetting my clothes and hair. I was choking on the water pushing my head up but his strength was more than mines.
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I walked to the nurse’s office dragging my badly hurt leg. As I walked down the hallway kids covered their noise’s from the horrible smell. I don’t blame them, I really smell bad. When I walked into the room she looked at me with pity-filled eyes. I come to her office every other day with new problems every time. “What happened to you?” she said looking at me up and down.
“If-fell in the sewers while w-walking to school.” I joke. She laughed and waved her hand for me to follow her. She leads me into a small room with boxes filled with clothes and things like purses glasses even a shoe. ” why are w-we here?” I asked looking at all the weird things in there.
“Don’t you need new clothes?” She said answering my question with another. She continued digging until she pulled the smallest pair of jeans she could find and a graphic t-shirt with a picture of a half-eaten sandwich on it. She gave me the clothes and told me to go to the locker room to take a shower. Think god there was no one in the locker room. I quickly cleaned myself making sure that I scrubbed every corner of my body. When I was finished I put on the clothes. Even though Ms. Carson searched for the smallest pair of jeans they still wear lose on me. I am very skinny. I also have an eating disorder. No matter how much I eat I stay the same size. When I would look into the mirror I could see how my ribcage would pop out I weight about 105 pounds the same amount a 13-year-old should weight and I’m turning 18 in a couple of months.
I started walking to my second period when I bumped into something stone hard. I looked up and saw the most handsome man I’ve ever seen. “Sorry.” I said picking up the bag with my dirty clothes off the floor. He had brown hair and an unusual eye. One was blue the other was brown. I was shocked by how pretty they where.
“It’s ok.” He said in a husky tone. I realized I was staring and looked down at the floor. “Could you point me to the nurse’s office?” Nurses office? What did he need there?
“S-sure, around t-the corner to the r-right three d-doors down.” He looked at me eyebrow raised. Then he smiled, thanked me, and walked away. I stood there like an idiot watching as he walked away until he was gone. I turned around and started walking. Maybe he’s Ms. Carson’s boyfriend
