Bring Me to Life.

The next day I spent my time looking at either the back of Séance’s head or sneaking peeks at the side of his face. I always sat in the back of class; I was paranoid about people talking about me. I was a bit upset when lunch came, I wouldn’t get to see him for a while. I sat on football bleachers by myself listening to my iPod and writing in my multi-colored spiral note book.

You’ll never know how your eyes affect me
Or how your voice makes me feel
My heart beat gets to racing, this feeling to real
I can see the day you love me, I feel the days you don’t
I know you can protect me but for some reason you just wont
Maybe I don’t deserve
Maybe I just as worthless as they say
I will always still love you and I will keep my feelings at bay

I saw a shadow come over me and turned around to look behind me to see Taylor, smiling down at me. He snatched my notebook out of my hand and then I was pissed.

“Give that back.” I took my ear phones out and turned my iPod off. “Why, so you can continue writing about how you masturbate to the thought of me every night.” He laughed.

“Just give it back.” I reached for it as he pulled it away again. “Come on, please?” I asked him.

“Here.” He tossed it to the ground. I went to pick it up the walked away from him. “Wait up for me. You have no senses of humor anymore.” He laughed as he caught up to me but I just walked faster.

“Hey, I said wait.” He grabbed my wrist kind of tightly, memories of my father flashed in my head.

“What do you want with me?” I whispered. “Everything and you’re gonna give it to me.” he smiled. I tried to rip my arm away then he flung me again the side of the bathroom. He put his hands on either side of my head and forced my legs apart with one of his knees.

“Please.” I whispered on the brink of tears then he forcefully kissed me. he suddenly grabbed both my hands pinning them to my sides as the tear silently streaked down my cheeks.

“What’s going on?” he pulled away and I saw Lizzie glaring at us. “Nothing, the school whore was coming onto me, right?” I just looked at the ground.

“I guess so, come on. I have a surprise for you…in your car. She bit her lip seductively. She was cheating on Séance. How could she date wonderful and amazing guy and sleep with this jerk?

“Stay away from him.” she grabbed Taylor’s hand and they ran off. I wiped my lips and the tears, trying not to mess up my makeup. I looked up to see Séance passing me with his two friends but when he saw me he stopped.

“Are you ok?” he asked. I wanted to cry again. Because of what Taylor did, because Lizzie was lucky to be dating him and as we speak she was cheating and most of all, he was seeing me cry.

“I’m fine.” I mumbled and ran away.

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The next day I was sitting in the back of Mrs. Brice’s class as she taught and as they class was writing what they did over the summer as she instructed, she asked me to go make some copies for tomorrows lesson. Right before I left Mrs. Brice checked her email and called the class to attention.

“I seemed to have received an email telling all teachers to turn on their TVs for an important announcement.” She turned on the TV. Then a video seemed to stream in but it was a little blurred. Finally we were all able to see and hear, Lizzie moaning as she was fucked by three guys. We all heard the echo of the video from every classroom in the wing of the school. The guys hollered and cheered, some girls laughed and others were disgusted.

“Okay that’s enough, back to work.” Mrs. Brice turned off the TV and I got up and left. As I was walking to the library I saw Séance at his locker. I turned to go in the opposite direction and hear my name being called.

“Allison?” I froze in place. “Alli.” I turned but didn't look him in the eye.

“About what happened earlier…” he started. “I’m fine. Really.” I told him. he put his finger under my chin and made me look him in his eyes. I was lost in his eyes; the blue of his eyes is a shade that hasn't even been discovered yet. It caused my palms to become sweating and I dropped my papers. I bent down to pick them up and he kneeled down to help me. My hand brushed against his as he handed me back what I collected and a rush of heat shot through me, causing me to blush.

“Thank you.” I mumbled. We stood there for a moment until I couldn’t take the silence. “Well I have to go. See ya later.” I turned to leave but turned back around to face him.

“I’m sorry about your girlfriend. You deserve better.” I walked away from him as quickly as I could.

"Séance baby I can explain!" I heard Lizzie shout. I hid so I could hear their conversation. "No need the video says it all." He said.

"You like scum like him and I respect that." He continued. "Well at least he is good at sex." Lizzie said.

"Well honey you were never good at giving blow jobs so I guess we are even." I blushed at his response and peeked out to see him leaving. God he looked so sexy with his Ray Bans on.

"Have a nice STD life you whore!" he shouted, I giggled lightly and continued to the library.

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I was walking into the small grocery store around the corner from my house.

“Hey suga.” The cashier said loudly when I entered the store. “Hi Ronda.” I picked up a basket and picked out a few things for the house.

“How have you been?” she said. She was the only one who knows my situation at home and she’s tried to get me out of it. It worked long enough for my dad to convince the cops he was sober and she kidnapped me. I talked the police into dropping the charges and was forced back to my father. when she sees me she offers me her couch but I can’t put her children through the wrath of my father.

“I’m fine.” I told her putting my basket on the counter. “How was school?” she asked me. I smiled a little thinking about Séance.

“What’s that?” she asked. I shook my head but the smile wouldn’t disappear. “A boy, huh?” she asked.

“It’s nothing.” I told her. “Is it that same boy, you’ve been crushing on?” she asked and I nodded my head.

“What is that going on, 6 years?” she laughed as made change. “Did you put the beer on there?” I asked her.

“I can lose my job for this.” She shook her head. I walked out of the store and walked to the back door, where she gives me the beer.

“My couch is always open.” She smiled. “Thank you.” I walked home.

I opened the door and lugged in the beer case, then the bag of food until I was met by a hard smack to the face. I dropped the bag and food flew everywhere.

“Where have you been?” he growled at me. “I went to get the beer.” I cried. He leaned over and ripped open the box to grab two out.

“Clean this shit up.” He walked away from me.