Just Smile

It was snowing when school got out. I wrapped my scarf around my neck trying to get a little warm. I had to walk home. Being only 15 I wasn't old enough to drive or have a car. I would never get a car while living with my mom. She thinks that I will run away and join a band.
When walking through the school gates, a group of boys threw snowballs at me. One them managed to hit me in my face and knock off my glasses. I kneeled on the ground to pick them up. When I looked up I was surrounded by a group of girls.

"Oh look, the dumb tard is picking up her glasses." said Drew.

Angel hit my hand knocking my glasses to the ground again. She smiled at me.

"Aren't you going to pick them up?" one of her minions said.

I reached out to pick up my glasses. Then Drew stepped on them. I heard a crushing sound. Her friends were laughing. Drew lift her foot up to look at her damage. My glasses were beyond repair.

"Oops." Drew said innocently.

I got on my feet. "What the hell Drew!"

"What did you say?" Drew had her hand near her ear.

I was done with her bullshit. She thinks she all that because she super pretty. She been bullying me since middle school. I was at my limit.

"Oh I said this."

I threw a punch at Drew's pretty face. I knocked her to the ground. Drew screamed when she fell to the ground. Her friends jumped me when they got over their shock. Soon, some teachers came and pulled them off of me. My nose was bleeding. My right hand was in a lot of pain. My left hand was starting to turn purple and blue.
The teachers had to take off my jacket. I was only wearing: http://www.polyvore.com/untitled/set?id=118317439
The principal was yelling at the girls. I heard the girls trying to blame me. The nurses in the infirmary put ice pack on my left hand. The other nurse began to wrap my hand. The hot male nurse put tissue up to my nose to stop the bleeding. Soon Drew came in for an ice pack for her face. The male nurse tossed her an ice pack and told her to leave.
When the other nurses went to contact my mom. The male nurse gave me an ok to lay down. My nose bleed had finally stopped.

"What happened out there?" He asked. He was filling out papers.

"A fight happened. I was tried of there shit when they broke my glasses. I threw the first punch though."

"I saw the mark on her face, kid. You got some strength."

"That what happens when you are a music protégée." I sighed.

Soon, my mom came. She looked worried. She took my to the ER. My left hand was broken in two places. It was a clean break. It will heal fast in two months of wearing a cast. It was pure hell. During my time, I notice a guy following me around. I really wished it was a stalker instead this.

~three months later~

I finally got my cast off. I was in music class. Our teacher was showing me off again. There was two boys who came in. They were observing our class. They currently going to be new students.
Half way through class, our teacher needed to go talk to our art teacher. The two boy started talking quietly. Something about them was off. It wasn't right. I stayed on the other side f the room away from them. I turned my back to show one of my classmates to do a guitar chord. There was a giant crashing sound. I turned around the guys were huge and evil looking. They had only one eye. I screamed. They looked right at me.

"Get her!" One of them said. My classmates laid on the floor trying to recover from they did.

I threw drumsticks and my guitar at them. Nothing happen. Then out male nurse burst in.

"Get down all of you expect Claire. Run out of the room in any way. Through a window or door. Just get out here fast and run away.!"

The male nurse pulled out two swords. Kids scream and ran to the music practice rooms or in the music teacher's office. They were trying protect only themselves. I ran to the window. It was blocked by this thing.

"You're not getting away child." He picked me up and slammed me into the wall. I was let go. My vision was burly.

I heard fighting my mind wouldn't clear up. I got up and picked up a stool next to me. I ran to the closest thing and jumped. I stabbed of the legs into the thing neck. Next thing I was laying on the floor covered in dust. The make nurse picked me up. I couldn't keep my eyes open.

I'm sorry mommy. I knew I was dead. I love you, mommy.

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