3. AT THE BEACH
she stormed out of the house with tears in her eyes."i cant believe it" i said still in shock.i can never like a girl like her.if we break up i dont want her to kill herself because of it"" where she go?"ashton asked stareing out the window." "i dont know but im gonna find out"said luke.he grabbed his jacket and began his search."ashton why are your eyes red?" i asked."what do you mean?"he asked embaressed."when she showed us the battle scars?" said micheal."i wasnt crying.... i was staring without blinking."he said."i mean luke was tearing up" calum said."well thats luke not me"ashton said frushtrated."oh come on its ok to cry" micheal said."OK FINE I WAS CRYING BECASUE ITS SAD TO SEE SUCH A BEAUTIFUL GIRL,HARMING HERSELF AS IF IT WILL HELP ANYTHING BECAUSE IT DOESNT!!!!!!" ashton said shouting.he stormed out of the house and walked up the block."what the hell just happened"micheal as scared."i think ashton has a heart" i said. we sat there talking about why ashton got mad and we maybe made fun of how red his face got........ but anyways"why in the world would she do this to herself" i asked.'she was all happy and smiley" micheal added."well i mean just because someone is always smiling doesnt mean there always happy inside" i said matter-of-factly."well ik becoming depressed so lets watch tv?" micheal said nervously."ok" we turned on the tv and through out the whole time micheal was on his phone,and sniffleing. was micheal being bullied online?
well i mean just because someone is always smiling doesnt always mean they are always happy inside"those words did something to me.i got......emotional?i can COMPLETELY relate to that.the only reason i dyed my hair so many colors was because i was trying to reach up to everyones expectations.i mean if they said i should dye my hair to pink i would dye to pink.they basically chose the person i should be.not who I wanted to be.they always said i look gay,or ugly,or im mentally stupid and i guess i just wanted to prove them right i dont know i was in 8th grade.but i do remember the first time putting that purple color in my hair.i felt......i felt...so free.and everyone was telling me how stupid i looked,so i didnt know if i should ignore,or keep dying it,or put my regular hair color back.but anyway...... i couldnt hear anymore so i asked if we can watch some tv cause he was making me depressed so he said ok and turned it on.i began crying a bit and i went to the bathroom to wash my face.
i kept walking and walking until i was able to find her.i saw a girl on the beach and she was crying so i figured it was her. i walked up to the girl and to my luck it was jamie."JAMIE ARE YOU OK?" i screamed and i think i got her attention cause she got up put something in her bookbag and ran over to me.i tripped over a rock and rolled down the hill.she helped me up and i gave her a hug and spun her around.she had mascara all over her face.i finally put her down."are you ok?" "yea im fine i just need time to think?" "about?""people.....things"" ok?".we walked back to the house, but before that i noticed blood all over her arm.she walked ahead and i grabbed her by her waist and turned her around."what this?" i asked getting a lump in my throat."nothing just a little blood" she said turning around "why do you do this?" i asked as she walked away.she stopped and turned around."for 2years now ive been getting bullied by melanie and valencia.they call me slut,bitch,fat any word they use it.my best friend bailey had barely anytime for me anymore because of her job and school.i have NO FRIENDS WHAT SO EVER.and everyone picks on me"she said with tears in her eyes."is that what you wanted to hear?" she said and ran away. i chased after her and she was sitting down in the middle of the street."what are you doing" "im waiting to die" "why?" because im a ugly,fat,slut,with no friends no bestfriend and a piece of shit of school" i sat next to her in the middle of the street."look and listen carefully.you are not fat ,you arent a slut and you DEFENENTLY not ugly. you are the most beautiful girl i have ever seen and im not saying that so it is bull shit.and i really like you ,like i dead ass really like you.i always think about you.your always in my dreams and i dont care what those 2 sluts you call human beings say about you.that might not be enough for those other boys you like but damn right its good enough for me" i said without taking a breath."nailed it!!" i looked at her and she blushing like crazy and i saw tears streaming down her face."why are you crying" i asked confuesed."because... no one has ever said that to me before"she said giggling."well im different than those other people" i added."why dont we go back to the house so the guys can know your safe?" " ok"she got up and we walked away down the street and grabbed her hand and interwined our fingers and i looked at her and she smiled blushing.