Broken, but he's gonna fix me

I walk into the building, and imedeitly pull my sleeves farther down. I fell as if everyone is watching me. I lower my head and walk as fast as I can. Soon, because it's just my luck, I run into a taller boy. Black hair and a lip piercing. He's quite sexy, if I do say so myself.
"Hey!" He yells "watch where you-" he stops in the middle of his sentence.
"Sorry," I say.
"No, no, it's fine, I need to be more careful " he replies blushing a small bit.


I step aside and let him pass, he waves at me and continues to walk. Strange boy. Id like to get to know him better....
"Hey loser!" Someone shouts, "what's that on your wrist? Stupid emo trash, let me guess, it was the cat?!"
I blush and pull down my sleeves, fighting back tears of embarrassment. I keep walking and watch as the whole school stares at me. I want to run and hide away. I hate when people notice my cuts and scars, I hate it even more when they point them out..

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