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------The next day------

After having a humongous cry in the shower Monday night I was ready for day two of hell.  Everything was the same except every time I moved too fast or knocked into something I winced in pain from the *lovely* bruises Brad left on me. Like normal I woke up Kalley went through the normal shit with her then I had to choose what to wear, I decided on tight blue jeans and a black long sleeved shirt with *Black & Bruised* written on it in bold hoping Brad would piece it together that he hurt me, even if his brain was smaller then his thumb.

Fighting with Kalley as normal, which made us get a lift from Blaze. Dropping Kalley off was the worst thing I could ever let happen, Blaze kept looking at my wrist after I said “Owe” when opening the car door. 

“Um thanx for the ride” I smiled getting out of the car.

“Are you okay, you seem a little weird?”

“Yeah I’m fine” I shivered at every word, which made my body, hurt more

“Show me your wrist, are you cutting yourself again?” Blaze asked grabbing my arm

“What no! I’m not 14 anymore,” I yelled pulling away and storming off.

I hate it when Blaze is upset especially at me, but I couldn’t believe he would think I would cut myself again. See when I was 14 I was really depressed and started cutting myself, after a while it kept getting deeper. One night I got real upset and went a little too deep and I had to get Blaze to take me to the emergency room to get taken care of if you get what I mean. But that was years ago soo lets go back to now with hell around me.

I was standing at my locker and for some strange reason Nick’s crew of selfless pigs decided to stand across the hall from my locker again. I didn’t want to got to class and a lot of my friends seem to hate me still, so I slide down to the bottom of my locker and listen to I pod with the volume up as high as can be with hot guys screaming there romantic issues straight into my ears. Nick’s crew seem to give me some unusually looks but they always looked at me like that. I couldn’t hear what they were saying but I could lip read a couple words slut, freak, weird and emo, either way it was nothing new. While listen to my music all the crap with boys seemed to drift away until… The bell went and first class was science, which meant a whole hour with Brad.

I decided not to move from my locker and see if anyone notice and only one person did.

“Hey your going to miss class!” I heard someone say faintly, I was still listerning to my I pod.

“Why the fuc…” I said looking up pausing to see the principle standing over me.

After hearing my half said curse Mr Kerrysetter decided I needed detention. He pulled me up (Even though its child abuse no one seem to care) and walked me to class by the hood on my shirt.

“Excuse me Mr Hellim, One of your students seemed to be skipping!”   

“Ah Miss Samuels, what a troublemaker” Mr Hellim said looking very disappointed.

I gave him a sad look and then looked back at my empty seat. Brad was sitting there giving me dirty looks, which made me want to jump out a window somewhere.

“So do I have detention, or what?” I asked looking away from Brad

“Yes Miss Samuels, indeed you do” Mr Kerrysetter said looking at me also disappointed.

“So at lunch time, I got it you can leave now Mr Kerrysetter!” I demanded making my way to the seat next to Brad’s

“Not so fast!” Mr K said grabbing my arm very forceful

“What the hell now!” I shouted I guess it real wasn’t my day

“You have detention now and next class, I’ll inform your teachers!” Mr K said pulling me out the class letting me take one more look at Brad I felt relived.

 It was kind of stupid to send kids to detention during class, the teacher that took care of the kids in detention would sit in the office in the far side of the room and leave the kids unattended. So detention was known as a free class and somewhere you could do what ever you wanted!

My detention plan was simple

1. Give the teacher my Pink slip
2. Get a seat at the back
3. Listen to my I pod and ignore everyone in this room

But my perfect plan, the only thing in my head that made sense BROKE.

As soon as I got my seat the door creaked open with Brad standing there smirking at me. I took a deep breath in and out then stopped my self from jumping out the window. I saw him eyeing the desk next to me, but I couldn’t let him sit there I needed to make a plan which was pretty simple in this room full or guys.

I walked over to this group of resemble attractive guys and started talking; one of the main guys was Michael so now my plan was complete.

“Hey Michael wanna come sit with me at the back?” I asked

“Umm, sure why not” He said coming to the back smirking at his friends

“So how are things?” I asked paying full attention to Michael

“MOVE that’s my seat!” I heard Brad say behind Michael

“Man I was here first so you can find a new seat!”

“No move!”

“Hey if you want a chick to sit next to you, get here earlier!”

“Fine Dick head, if you won’t move the girl will move” Brad said grabbing my arm and pulling to two desk also at back.

Michael didn’t seem to care that much. He knew he was defeated so he moved back with his friends.

“Have a seat,” Brad offered very forcefully

“Do I have a choice?” I asked 

Brad shook his head at me “Nope”

“Fine!” I said dropping my stuff on the floor and dropping into the seat

_{“So how was you day} so far?”

“Shit! Now can I listen to my I pod?” I asked biting my lip

“No, why don’t you just talk to me?”

“Hey I know you love yourself and you love the sound of your voice, but I personally hate it!”

“Guess you will have to get used it then!” Brad said squeezing my bruised wrist

“Okay…okay please get off I’ll do anything,” I pleaded

“Good I knew you would like me more” Brad said smirking at me placing his hand on my thigh

Good God I think jumping out the window would be better then this “Any day!” I said to myself while Brad was explaining his whole life, even though I obviously didn’t care.

After the siren went I had to deal with more losers, one of them being Nick. But to tell you the truth I do care about Nick and I wish he would sit next to me to save me from Brad. Brad apparently had another set of detention like me, which meant another hour of him touching me L. When Brad said Nick walk in the room and saw how I started to apparently glow so he decided to pull a desk over so Nick could sit with us.

“Hey Nick, you know Hailey” Brad said as Nick sat down

I was now in the middle of Nick and Brad, still with Brad’s hand on my thigh it was a little awkward.

“Hey” Nick replied

“Say hello Hailey!” Brad said in a loud whisper squeezing my thigh harder.

“Hel…lo” I winced

“Are you okay Hailey?” Nick asked

“Peachy!” I winced again from the pain

I think Nick noticed how Brad had his hand on my thigh and maybe even got a little jealous. Brad and Nick leant behind my back to have a little whisper conversation.

“Are you and Hailey going out?” Nick asked

“Umm yeah” I lied but he couldn’t tell

“Oh…um…okay” Nick replied and sat normally again.

“So what you guys talk about?” I asked a little concerned

“Umm…nothing babe” Brad replied smiling at me

“What…I’m not your…” I could finish my sentence while Brad was stuffing his tongue down my throat; he was squeezing my thigh so I wouldn’t pull away or anything.