How to save a life

Nash is your typical teenage boy. Blue eyes, brown hair, athletic, all the girls want him in their panties. Being a football player puts him at the top of the school, being Captain makes him king. When a new girl catches his eye he can't help but stare, only thing is…she's a total loser. Wears thick framed glasses, hair is always in a messy bun and wearing her sweatshirts and jeans with converse. She became an easy target for everyone. Until the day she had enough. Nash knew he could have saved her and when a girl just like the last comes into the school he's determined to save her. Before it's too late.


27. Chapter Twenty-Seven

I stare at up at the large building in front of me. Wow. Never was I this nervous to walk into school than today. I let out a shaky breath. "C'mon." Cameron whispers as we all walk towards the school. Every boy had transferred to our school. It was nice but terrible at the same time. When I leave school and go home the boys have no idea who or what I'm talking about so it's always relaxing never being reminded of it. But now they'll know everything.

What if they judge me for it? They wouldn't do that would they? They're my friends, they'd never do that. But Taylor was you're friend and he destroyed you. You're now nothing in this school. What if I become nothing to them too? Will they even look at me?

I stop walking. No way was I going into that school. I'm not ready. "Nash what are you scared of?" Matt asks, annoyed. He still has that grudge? Like geez you hit me in the face! Let it go!

I shake it off. "What aren't you scared of?" I reply even though that made no sense and pushed the doors open, walking away. Heads turn as I walk in.

My head turns down. No, this is wrong. The boys will think you're a loser. I lift my head high. No, too high, you look cocky. I stop dead in my tracks. I scratch my neck. What am I doing?

I look back the boys aren't there. Wow, they must've already ditched me. Am I really radiating loser?

I hold my head down again. People bump me with their shoulders as I walk by. They don't seem to notice me.

I shove past someone to my locker. My life is wonderful. I look down the hall to see Skylar. She looks so lost. I spy Taylor walking over. You need to stop him. You can't have a repeat again. I pull out the stuff I don't need and shove it in the locker. I lock it, slinging my bag over my shoulder but when I look, she's gone.

I've lost her. Once again.

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