I began walking down the path into school, my tears mixing in with the rain, my dark brown bangs covered my eyes layered with black makeup which would have surely run down my face. No I wasn't emo. No I hadn't been kicked out home. I was just miserable in my own world, and all because of Tara and that stupid band.
"Anna!" I looked up at the sound of my name, Taylor waved at me and ran over, her white blonde hair getting damp from the rain, "What's wrong gorgeous? You need a Bryce hug," I rolled my eyes, you see a Bryce hug was basically a hug from our best friend Bryce, we believed that his hugs made everything better; which they did mind you. I shook my head and resisted falling for one of his hugs,
"No Tay, because then you'll want to know what's wrong as will he and to be honest I'd rather not discuss it, or at least not with anyone but you." her forehead wrinkled and she whipped out her iPhone,
"Well it's not your monthly bill, you're a week after me and I got mine yesterday,"
"TAY!" I shouted, "Too much information, please dude, no it's not that... It's just been six months since... That thing," I struggled to form sentences as I slowly had flashbacks of the night. Tay made an o shape with her mouth and grabbed me by the wrist, her hand coiled around my multitude of rope bracelets,
"You're getting a Bryce hug, you're not stopping me,"
"So Anna... What happened?" I shook my head refusing to tell him,
"I'm not telling you Bryce, it stays between me and Tay, it's personal." he nodded,
"Sex related." he stated bluntly and I punched him in the stomach as he tensed up; it was as if hitting a plaster wall when he tensed.
"Bryce, knock it off, it's nothing to do with sex just leave her alone," I glared at him as Tay put her hand on my shoulder, "Relax Anna... Please," I sighed and sat next to her resting my head on her shoulder, Taylor and I were close, really close, so close that everyone in our year other than Bryce thought we were lesbian lovers. As my anger and frustration as Bryce's stupid remark began to cool down I felt as if someone was watching me, it freaked me out sometimes; it was as if I could feel their eyes like drills bore into my skull. I whipped m head around and saw Tara looking at me concerned. She knew why I was upset, after the fight last night between me and our parents it was obvious how much I didn't want to go to that concert, but I was forced... I had no choice.