One of those bad days
So my name's Shico. I have black hair, blue eyes, nothing special really. Just a pretty normal girl. I have a lot of friends. I've been told I'm 'popular' a few times. I hate that. It reminds me of the fake people who need to be attacked with make-up cloths. If I were I'd just get black smudged eye-liner all over my face. I sat at the back of the class as usual with Katria. My head was in one of my hands as usual as well. Class just started then I heard the door slide open. A red haired boy walked in. I jumped out of my seat. "Whoa! What's wrong with you?!" Katria asked. I pointed at the boy. "He's hot!" I smiled. She looked at him and gave a disgusted look. "Eugh! You can do way better than him! Seriously, sometimes I swear you pick the most awful looking people you can find" She lectured. I didn't really listen to her. To be honest I never really did. He was talking to the teacher. Then the teacher pointed at me. This made me nervous. Then the boy looked up at me.
He began walking up the steps and sat next to me. "Hey. I'm Shico and this is Katria." I smiled holding out my hand for him to shake. "Whatever" I heard behind me from Katria. I gave her a glare behind my shoulder. He gave me one look and turned away. "So what's your name?" I asked. He gave me a glare. "None of your business." He mumbled. My heart skipped a beat from his voice even though what he said was harsh, rude and mean. I looked at his perfect eyes and then his hair when something caught my eye. "Love…" I whispered. "Excuse me?" The boy asked. "Uhh…On your forehead, that tattoo, it means love right?" I asked. He just chuckled and turned away. "You know nothing about me and I'd like it if it stayed that way" He mumbled again. Then Katria butted in.
"Do not talk to her that way! Who do you think you are?!" She shouted. He just flashed her a glare. It made chills run down my spine. To save her the embarrassment of saying she was to scared to say anything else I 'stopped' her. "No Katria its fine. Don't worry" I smiled. His eyes widened. It was like no one had ever acted nice to him before. "Gaara, would you like to answer this one?" The teacher asked. I smiled as the boy stood up. "Gaara? That's a nice name." I smiled. He glared at me but I continued smiling. He walked down the steps to answer the equation on the board. "Gaara? Perfect name, voice, and look. Ahhh he's perfect" I sighed. "You've got it bad…" Katria shook her head smiling. "I know" I cringed.
Eventually when lunch came I was relieved to see everyone. I sat down in the canteen with my huge table of friends. I noticed Gaara and 2 others sitting at a table. "Who are they?" Triana asked. "Just the new transfer students. Gaara, Temari and Kankuro" Miyka informed. "How did you know that?" I asked him. "I listen in on certain people's gossip." He smiled. I couldn't help but smile back. "They seem like complete weirdoes to me" Juryaku judged. "We don't know anything about them!" I exclaimed annoyed. "Yeah, but who wants to get to know outsiders?" Miyka asked. "I do actually" I argued. "Good luck with that" He chuckled. "Thanks, Miyka. That's really supportive" I thanked sarcastically. "Geez, don't cry about it" Jorya said. I glared at him. I decided to leave. I got out of my chair and walked away.
Katria tried to come after me. "Shico!" She called. "Just leave me!" I called back. I crossed my arms and walked out to the car park. I looked up at the sky and realised all I could think of was Gaara. I found that worrying in a way. Then I heard my phone ring and answered it. It was my Father. "Dad, what's wrong?" I asked. I couldn't make out what he was saying it was all quiet and static and the signal was really bad out here. I heard the bell ring. "Come home…Come home!" That's all I heard. "Okay, Dad. I'm on my way now." I promised. I looked around at the crowd. I felt a hand on my shoulder and it made me jump. I quickly turned round. "Hey! You don't have to be scared! You okay?" Katria asked. "No, I'm not…" I replied. "Look just ignore them. They didn't mean it. You know what guys are like!" She laughed. I shook my head. "It's not that…Something's wrong at home I have to go…Cover for me okay?" I asked whilst running away. "O-OKAY!" She called after me.
When I got home there were police cars everywhere. I saw a police line and officers watched me and a few tried to hold me back. "No…No this is my house let me in! My dad just called me and told me to come here!" I told and officer as I pushed past. I went under the police line. I saw a body bag being wheeled out. I covered my mouth. I ran inside to find my Dad. Once I was inside I was in a panic. "Mum, Dad?!" I called. My Dad came out from the kitchen and closed the door behind him. I tried to look past him. "Dad, What's in there?" I asked suspicious. I could see Dad's eyes welling up. "Your mother…She's gone…" He forced the words out of his mouth. I began to cry and hugged him tightly.
The next day at school it didn't get much easier. It was broadcast on the news. People were all crowding round me and asking questions all day. Eventually when I got away from everyone I sat down on a wall and thought to myself trying not to cry. Eventually Gaara walked past. He stopped for a second. Then he turned in my direction. I continued to look at the sky acting as if I had not acknowledged him. He came and sat next to me. "You okay?" He asked. I finally looked at him. "What do you think?" I asked. He chuckled slightly. "Yeah, bit of a stupid question really" He smiled. I put my hands on my lap and played with my fingers nervously. "I've been through something like this before…" He sighed. "Really?" I asked questionably. "Yeah. Not exactly but similar…" He sighed. "So…Tell me about it" I smiled. I wanted to know more about him. His whole person fascinated me. He looked at me. "You really wanna know?" He asked turning to me. "Yeah, come on tell me about it." I smiled. "Okay…So it all started when I was a baby…" He continued.