Pierce's POV
I stepped out of the steaming hot shower and looked in the mirror. What did Kyle see in me? Not much, apparently. My fair brown hair was all tangled and hung from my shoulders. I had a thin pale face and it did not look healthy. I wrapped a towel around my pale body and turned to the sink, grabbing my toothbrush. I poured on the blue paste and ran it under the cold water. I began brushing until something caught my eye.

The razors.

It took so much to stop myself from grabbing one and gliding it along my hip. I don't cut my wrist anymore since one girl at school noticed them and nearly pointed it out to everyone. I do it on my hip now so no one sees, and only I know.

Me and Kyle haven't gone 'all the way' yet so he hasn't seen them, luckily. I've gave him a blow job and hand job. But he never does anything to me. I always refuse even though he never offers.
He's the most popular guy at school, and every girl wants him and every guy wants to be him. Why he chose me? I have no idea. I'm not even pretty.

I rushed out of the bathroom, and grabbed my outfit from my wardrobe. I pulled a comb through my hair and wrapped it into a ponytail. I chose a simple white top with black skinnies and converse. I grabbed my school bag and fled downstairs.

"Pierce?" Mum called from the kitchen.

I froze in my tracks, hand frozen to the door handle.
"Yes?" I replied.

"I've made you breakfast"

Oh shit. If I stay for breakfast, I'll be late for when Kyle arrives.

"No thank you" I replied, feeling guilty.

Mum entered from the kitchen, holding a plate of toast.
"Nonsense! Quickly eat it up" she smiled.

"I'll be late for school" I stuttered.

"I don't care if you're late for a meeting with Barak Obama! You're eating and that's final" she said and handed me the plate.
I smiled at her and took the plate. I quickly sat at the bottom of the stairs and scoffed down the food. "Bye!" I yelled, putting the plate on the table next to the door and running out.

Suddenly, I was met with Kyle's car. He didn't look happy.
I hung my head and opened the door to the car, and sat inside.

"You're late, bitch" Kyle spat.

My heart sunk as I replied, in a hushed tone. "My mom forced to me eat breakfast".
His face turned into a grin just before he raised his hand and slapped me round the face.
My vision blurred then came back to focas. I held back the tears and closed my eyes.

"Next time, starve" he growled. Then, he started the engine and we headed towards school.

*

I walked up the concrete steps heading into large, cold building called school. Kyle put his arm round me, pulling me into his armpit. I hung my head and glued my eyes to the floor as we walked to his friends.

"Kyle" James greeted. Kyle realised me and gave him a bro hug. The other guys; Josh and Liam bro hugged him as well.
They began talking about the football game from last night. I continued to look down at the floor until something caught my eye.

I raises my head slowly to get a better look.

He was stood at his locker, obviously getting books. He was wearing a light blue checkered shirt and jeans. He smiled as he read something from his book, making me to smile too.
Suddenly, our eyes met and he smiled at me. I started to panic. If Kyle saw him looking at me, he'd make me pay for it later.

I put my head down quickly and looked away.

It wasn't until when Kyle put his arm back round me did I look up.

"Let's go" he smiled at me. He always treated me nicely around his friends.
i felt trapped. Trapped under Kyle's arm. Then I realised which lesson I had next.

Music.

The one lesson which gave me freedom. The chance I get to play a guitar outside of my bedroom. And luckily, I had brought my lyric book with me today.

I suddenly felt the freedom from Kyle's arm as he realised me and walked to his class.
No goodbye. Nothing.

I pushed my classroom door open and greeted the teacher, Mr Wilson. He was a nice teacher who always gave us cool projects and free lessons. I began making my way to my desk, near the front until Mr Wilson stopped me.
"Pierce?" He said. I spun round, eyes stuck to the floor.
What had I done wrong?
"Yes...sir?" I replied.
"You no longer sit at the front" he said. My head snapped up.
What? Why? I had been sitting there since the beginning of the semester.
"You now sit at the back next to Rian" he continued, pointing at the back of the class.

Rian? Who's Rian?
I turned round and walked towards the back and took my seat.

"Hey" I heard a voice say. I turned my head and saw him.

Rian.

The boy from the hallway.

Notes

Written by; @Ima_All_Time_Lower
first chapter! What do you think? Let me know :D

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