1. New kid
"Niall, get up. its time to get ready for school." my mom yells from downstairs. I groan and say under my breath, "fuck" I get up and sigh. I look at my tattoos in the mirror and I clean my piercings. I grab a back tee-shirt and some back skinny jeans. I spike my hair up and walk downstairs. my mom has breakfast ready and I eat. when I finish I say bye to my mom and get in my car. it is a black convertible. I kinda like back. I drive to my new school. the first person I see is a girl with lots of books. she makes eye contact with me. She then looks away and I see her roll her eyes. I smile.
another new kid. great. another kid for me to teach the rules. I love school, don't get me wrong, its just that I've learned that most boys don't care about school. so its a pain in the butt to teach them the rules and all that. I really don't like people who don't pay attention to school and learning. it really is interesting. out of the corner of my eye I see him smile. its so mesmerizing. its toxic. I shake my head and look away. I continue to struggle carrying my 10 books. I drop a book and bend down to pick it up when I'm pushed down and land face first in the mud. I gasp as my face hits the mud. I feel hot tears run down my face. Of course. Go ahead and do what you want to me. That's what they always did. I realize my books aren't where I set them. “Looking for these?" Someone snickered from behind me. I turn around to see one of the cheerleaders holding my books. “What? What do you want? Oh, you want them. Here." She drops them in the mud also. My eyes fill with tears again and I blink them away. I grab tissues from my backpack and wipe my face off. I pick up my books and wipe the mud off them as best as I can. I put a few books in my bag and carry the rest. The second I walk inside the school I'm shoved. I'm called names. Everyone takes a turn in hitting me in some way. Then I get to the back of the school. Where all the needs and geeks are. They weren't rude to me they just ignored me. I get to my looker and shove the books in. I run to the bathroom with my hand clenched, holding something. I told myself I wasn't going to need this today. I told myself I didn't need it. I get in a bathroom stall and unclench my hand. In my Palm laid a pull and a razor. I let the tears run down my face this time. I took the pill. It kinda made everything numb. I needed it when I broke my arm and leg. Now I just use it to stop pain. I cut my wrist. I clean it off and walk out the stall. I finish washing the mud off my face. I walk out the bathroom and into my homeroom class. I was surprised to see the new kid in the class. The only seat open was the one next to him. I take the seat and keep my eyes on the floor. He looked my way and asked, “you were that girl carrying all those books, right?" I nod slowly.
Turns out the new kid, Niall has all AP classes. It's his first year in then so I have to help him with some things.