The Unwanted

Being Gothic is not a phase, it is a life style that i have chosen for myself. It is a way of life, a passion and it is what is on the inside that counts. When I walk through the hallways I often find myself looking down at my feet counting my every step that I make. I do not make eye contact with any one in the hallway. I know i should not care what the others think of me, but I always seem to let them get the best of me. Every word, look, and every single action they make toward me is as painful as a double bladed knife planting itself deep into my soul.

13-27-42, I opened my locker and dropped my books on my foot shooting pain up through my ankle. Hanging from the hooks at the top of my locker was a small porcelain doll with a piece of paper on it hanging by a black ribbon. I took the paper unfolded it and read, If we wanted your kind around we would have more of you. Gothic freak KILL YOURSELF. I turned around just to see a crowed of preps behind of me holding up the same black ribbon that was used to hang the doll in my locker in their hand.

I turned around and ripped the doll out of my locker clutching it in my fist, then turning slowly around and gave them a Grimness look. I was facing Chandler, he was their so called "group leader". He was about 6"2, short dirty blond hair, brown eyes, and he had a witch like nose. "Looks like someone isn't to happy, now is she?" Chandler said as he looked at the girl standing next to him who started laughing. I looked at the doll and then back at him. I threw the doll toward his direction, missing him it shattered against the brick wall that was just to the side of him.

All of the pieces landed on the ground by his feet. He looked at me in relief, he took a deep breath and then let it out. I walked toward him , furry filled my eyes. " No your right i'm not happy, and your lucky I missed my shot." I picked my books off of the ground and slammed my locker door shut. I started walking past the group with a smile on my face, proud of what I had just done. "You think that was funny!!" a voice yelled as I walked away. I stopped then started to walk again hoping that he would not say anything again. I herd foot steps draw closer and closer to me. I tried to walk faster but by the time I had started I felt a hand grip my shoulder.

I stopped, right away I knew it was Chandler. I would know his touch anywhere, we dated a couple months back, he wanted to keep it a secret so I had no choice but to break it off. He forced me to turn around. "Common lets go this way." he said. He pulled my me toward the math room. Mrs. Baker was not in there so he could actually say what he thought."What the hell is wrong with you?" he said. The expression on his face made it look like he was confused. "Me!!! Me!!. Ever Since i called things off you have done everything you could to make me kill myself. You say that I have a problem! You are pathetic."

I walked away and Headed towards the door just as he grabbed my hair pulling me toward him. "For one bitch i'm not the pathetic one. I wanted to keep us a secret what is the big deal in that?" he said holding me in his arms. I pushed him away punching him on the right side of his jaw. He lost his balance and tumbled to the floor in shock. "I don't need to be kept a secret, I am not one of your side girls that you can take advantage of!" I started to dart for the door but he got up to quick. He grabbed my shirt and whipped me around. He Smacked me across the left side of my face making my nose and lip bleed. I buried my face in the floor trying not to look.

A sharp pain entered in my side as he kicked me. I quickly got to my feet and slammed his head onto a desk breaking his nose. He yelped in pain and then headed toward me, I ran for the door tears filling my eyes. I looked back to see him coming after me, I ran into a boy that was in the door way. "Let me go please please let me go!" I cried. Chandler looked at the boy then back at me. "Thanks man you just made it easier to fucking kill that bitch myself." He got closer to us but the boy moved me behind him. I Squeezed his arm afraid of what would happen. Suddenly Chandler fell to the ground as the Boy Pelted him in the gut. He walked closer and closer to chandler.

He grabbed Chandler by the top of his shirt bringing his face close to his. "Stay out of this newbie. Your sticking your nose someplace you shouldn't be." Chandler chuckled. "Hit her, or even look at her in a way that i don't like or in a way that I do not approve of I will do allot more then knock you to your ass. Got it?" His voice sounded serious and threatening. Chandler pushed him away and walked out of the room trying to not let anymore blood stain his bright yellow t-shirt

The boy stood up, walked over to me and held his hand out to me. I hesitated but then i grabbed his hand and he helped me up. "The name is Ashley." he said with a smile on his face. "I'm Arianna"

Notes

eeeeppppp what will happen next?!?!?!?!?!?