A/N Hi Guys! Just quickly before we start! If you have started reading this before reading the blurb, would it be possible for you to read the blurb? That way the Movella will just make more sense! ^-^ Thank You! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I walked through the corridors of the school, clutching my sketchpad to my chest. I let my ginger hair fall in my face to try and avoid contact with anyone's eyes.
“Hey! Look, it’s No Soul!” I put my head down. In my head, I began reciting quotes. They’re all by Gerard Way.
Don’t take anything from anyone.
Never let them take you alive.
Being happy doesn’t mean that everything is perfect.
I felt a hand grab my arm, “Oi, Carrot-top. I’m talking to you.”
“And I’m ignoring you.” I returned, under my breath. I was pushed into the lockers.
“Austin! Don’t keep touching her, you might get rabies or something!” I heard Helen, Austin’s slut-of-a-girlfriend, cried.
Austin kicked my legs out from under me. I slid down the lockers, trying so hard to hold on to my sketchpad. However, while trying to break my fall, it slipped and on of Austin’s cronies grabbed it. He laughed, stepping back as I tried to reach for it. Austin’s foot kicked me back, pushing the air out of my chest.
"Well then, what do we have here?" Austin took the book from the other guy's hands and opened it. He began to laugh. "So not only do you have no soul, but you sold it to the devil!" He began to pass around the book. I felt tears pricking the back of my eyes, but I bit my lip to stop them falling. Never let them take you alive. I was kicked in the stomach by another crony. The bell went for the end of lunch and my book was thrown back at my face. The group walked off laughing and I pushed myself further into a corner. I let the tears fall and the world blur around me.
I was there for about ten minutes before I heard someone say my name. I have wiped my tears and looked up. Mr Cook, my ICT teacher, stood over me. Oh, crap.
"Are you okay, Riley?" I nodded, standing up. "Do you need to talk to me?"
"No." I say bluntly, attempting to move past him. I winced, feeling the pressure on where I was just injured.
"Nothing. I'm fine."
"Riley?" He looked straight at me. I attempted to smile. He made me follow him back to his class, and sat me down. "What happened? And tell me the truth."
"Fine. I will tell you the truth," I picked up my school bag. "Nothing happened." I stood up, flinging the bag on my shoulder and walking out of the classroom. I heard him call after me, but I kept walking.
I left school and headed home. I got halfway home and realised if I was home before Dad then I was in trouble, because he would know that I had skived off school. I stayed in the park near my house until half three, put my headphones in and turned on My Chemical Romance. I began to walk home...