A New Beginning
Chapter 18
SHIT! My hands start to sweat immediately. I look towards the ground in an attempt to hide my face. "You know, I can see you in the rear view mirror." I slightly gasp and burry my head in my hands. "Kara's got four eyes, Kara's got four eyes!" Ashley chimes as he rocks back and forth in the seat behind me. "But, you're still fucking hot. Even with four eyes." I sigh angrily and stare out the window. "You jackass, now she's upset!" Andy says as he lays his hand on my knee. "Kara, please don't be upset at me. I'm sorry, I was just playing. You know I still love you." Ashley says his last sentence as a whisper in my ear. I start to laugh at how he got so serious then perverted within seconds.
"I never wanted you guys to see me in my nerd shades. I look so nerdy in these. My contacts were being bitches this morning, so I had take them out." I tried to open my eye while I said this, facing the passenger window. I'm able to open it, but it stings like a bitch. "They can't be THAT bad. Let me see." Andy says as he's concentrated on the road. I open my eye as far as it can and turn to him. As he looks at me I can see his eyes soften and a warm smile spreads across his face. He snaps out of whatever trance he fell into, and turns back to the road. "Kara, you're kidding me, right? You think you look like a nerd in those? You're very far from that, dear." The way he said that last sentence made my heart skip a beat. I smile at my reflection of myself in the window. Maybe I am beautiful...
But, it seems whenever you start to think life isn't so bad, life shoves you in a locker. Literally. I thought Brad and the bullies were starting to leave me alone, other than the nasty comment hear and a shove there. I was running late to history class, because I'm a slow poke like that, when all of a sudden Brad and one of his friends rounds the corner. I was shocked at how quick they were to get me into one of those damn lockers. He shoved me so hard in the back I think I got a big bruise now.
"Haha, what are you gonna do now you gothic bitch?" His friend said to me through the little air vents. I could feel the tears roll down my checks. I bit my lip as it trembled. What did I ever do to them? Why me? What did I ever do to them to make them hate me so much? "Hey Jeff, I think we should put my lock on it." I could hear Brad laugh until he almost ran out of breath. "I think we should man. God, she is one fucking ugly wench today." His last comment makes a sob escape my lips. No, no, please don't. Don't trap me in here. I don't like being trapped in small places for to long. Oh God, no don't. I'm not clatraphobic, but I just don't feel comfortable in small places for more than an hour or two. Oh Jesus! What if I get locked in hear until the end of the school day? And the Janitor has to break the lock?
Just because I was a slow poke doesn't mean I should get punished for it. I can feel my legs tremble at the humiliating thought of anyone finding out about this. I can hear someone running and laughing, which I'm assuming is Brad coming back with his lock. "I got it, this is going to be so Goddamn funny." I hear a click and then the squeaks of their shoes running on the marble hallway. The nice thing about this schools lockers is that they are deep into the walls, so I am able to sit down. At least I have my phone on me.
At this point I really don't know what to do. The bell for third period to let loose is about to ring in the next few minutes. My lunch is between fifth and sixth period, so I have a few hours to think of a way to get the hell out of here. Maybe I could wait till the end of school and get the janitor to get me out, and tell Andy and Ashley I'm eating with June today at lunch...But, what about at the end of the day when they drive me home. If I tell them my mom's picking me up they'll get real suspicious since I didn't tell them this morning. I could say I forgot. But, they won't see me in any of the classes we share together, hmmmmmm,
"I never wanted you guys to see me in my nerd shades. I look so nerdy in these. My contacts were being bitches this morning, so I had take them out." I tried to open my eye while I said this, facing the passenger window. I'm able to open it, but it stings like a bitch. "They can't be THAT bad. Let me see." Andy says as he's concentrated on the road. I open my eye as far as it can and turn to him. As he looks at me I can see his eyes soften and a warm smile spreads across his face. He snaps out of whatever trance he fell into, and turns back to the road. "Kara, you're kidding me, right? You think you look like a nerd in those? You're very far from that, dear." The way he said that last sentence made my heart skip a beat. I smile at my reflection of myself in the window. Maybe I am beautiful...
But, it seems whenever you start to think life isn't so bad, life shoves you in a locker. Literally. I thought Brad and the bullies were starting to leave me alone, other than the nasty comment hear and a shove there. I was running late to history class, because I'm a slow poke like that, when all of a sudden Brad and one of his friends rounds the corner. I was shocked at how quick they were to get me into one of those damn lockers. He shoved me so hard in the back I think I got a big bruise now.
"Haha, what are you gonna do now you gothic bitch?" His friend said to me through the little air vents. I could feel the tears roll down my checks. I bit my lip as it trembled. What did I ever do to them? Why me? What did I ever do to them to make them hate me so much? "Hey Jeff, I think we should put my lock on it." I could hear Brad laugh until he almost ran out of breath. "I think we should man. God, she is one fucking ugly wench today." His last comment makes a sob escape my lips. No, no, please don't. Don't trap me in here. I don't like being trapped in small places for to long. Oh God, no don't. I'm not clatraphobic, but I just don't feel comfortable in small places for more than an hour or two. Oh Jesus! What if I get locked in hear until the end of the school day? And the Janitor has to break the lock?
Just because I was a slow poke doesn't mean I should get punished for it. I can feel my legs tremble at the humiliating thought of anyone finding out about this. I can hear someone running and laughing, which I'm assuming is Brad coming back with his lock. "I got it, this is going to be so Goddamn funny." I hear a click and then the squeaks of their shoes running on the marble hallway. The nice thing about this schools lockers is that they are deep into the walls, so I am able to sit down. At least I have my phone on me.
At this point I really don't know what to do. The bell for third period to let loose is about to ring in the next few minutes. My lunch is between fifth and sixth period, so I have a few hours to think of a way to get the hell out of here. Maybe I could wait till the end of school and get the janitor to get me out, and tell Andy and Ashley I'm eating with June today at lunch...But, what about at the end of the day when they drive me home. If I tell them my mom's picking me up they'll get real suspicious since I didn't tell them this morning. I could say I forgot. But, they won't see me in any of the classes we share together, hmmmmmm,
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3/12/14