I am back! Sorry guys, bad news... I'm stopping 'Scars Never Heal' (as I put on Instagram) for this story. I promise you all I will update as much as possible.

But Thursdays I watch 'Once Upon a Time in Wonderland' and on Sundays I watch 'Once Upon a Time'. Kind of obsessed... What? It's my life.

Arie's POV

The spitball hits it's target as I feel yet another spitball on the back of my dirty blonde hair. I hear their laughter behind me as I try and ignore it. My pale hand goes to my hair to pick out the 5th spitball that's lodged itself in my hair.

"Hey demon!" One of them calls to me. I try and ignore them as I weave my way through the thick crowd on my way to Language Arts. That's my nickname. Demon. Why? My eyes are amber. They call me 'Demon' since my eyes turn red-ish when I get angry. Nobody knows how my eyes became amber. Doctors thought it was something that had to do with the devil, so I had to go through tests to make sure I wasn't possessed. People these days.

I reach my Language Arts classroom, my final class of the day. Then I have a track meet. I sink into my chair and drone out the teacher going over a book she's suggesting. I've read it already, so I really don't care. Someone knocks on the door and I look up. It's my crush. He's in my Language Arts and gym class. He transfered here last week and I've already developed a crush. The first crush I've had in years. The teacher opens the door and Mitch, the boy, enters. He hands her a late pass and he takes his seat in the desk in front of me.

I know, BajanCanadianxOC story again. But this one will be different. BTW, if I mention cross country, I changed it to track and I didn't catch that mistake.

The teacher goes back to explaining her amazing new book and I roll my eyes. Through my white sweatshirt, I put my earbud in my palm and I turn on 'Autumn Leaves' by Ed Sheeran. I rest my head on my hand as the lyrics begin. A feeling of serenity takes over as I listen to Ed Sheeran's album. The music swells together and I shut off my music about a minute before the final bell rings. I pack up slowly since my teacher hates it when students pack up earlier and finally the bell rings. The entire classroom gets up as one and battles to get out the door. Being the only smart one in class, I watch as they wrestle. My Language Arts teacher smiles at me when she realizes I'm the only one that's waiting for the crowd to thin.

Finally, they stream out into the hallway and I go out last. After weaving through the crowd in the stairs, I reach the bottom floor. As I power-walk to my locker, I hear people chanting 'Demon' behind me. Ignoring them, I reach my locker and I put in the code. The locker opens and I remove my black, white and yellow Vera Bradley backpack. After cramming everything I need into them, I take my gym bag with my track uniform in it. Then I make my way to the gym. There, the team waits. I slink it and sit down. I see my only friend looking around and I call her over. She comes over.

Beth is the only person that's my friend. The reason is because her hair is so blonde that it looks white. The two misfits as friends. People often make fun of us for this, but we honestly don't care. Our coach calls us into the locker rooms as a few others come into the gym, but I don't notice them. Everyone piles into the locker room and I change from my white sweatshirt, purple top, skinny jeans and grey Toms to my uniform. We have a meet at a neighboring school, luckily a 5 minute walk from my house. I tested into this school for animating, but I was zoned for that school.

Our uniforms are the ugliest things imaginable. Take an old maroon rag that feels like a cloud (surprisingly), slap my school's name on the front in maroon highlighted in white and take the ugliest and loosest maroon shorts imaginable that look absolutely stupid on men since our school believes "one size fits all!" and BAM! You get my track uniform. I put my hair into a bun and I slide a white headband in to keep my hair in place. Using the only mirror in the locker room, I fight to catch a glimpse of myself. I look somewhat acceptable. I meet up with Beth and we go into the gym with our backpacks and gym bags. We can't leave it here since we're traveling and we don't come back.

"I'm so excited! Our first meet!" She says excitedly as we mill around, waiting for everyone to finish. But of course, the popular girls do track and need to make sure their make up is perfect. Then Mitch walks out of the locker room. He's with Jerome, one of the bullies. He points at me and Beth and starts laughing, but Mitch frowns. He shakes his head and then motions to the ugly pants we have to wear.

"So am I! I'm really excited, Coach put me in the mile run since I'm great with distance." I tell her. She nods.

"I'm in the 800." She says and the final girl exits the locker room. Coach puts the girls onto one bus and the boys on the other. The entire ride consists of Beth poking me and basically annoying the crap out of me. I don't want to say something, but I'm relieved when we reach there. After getting off the bus, Coach tells us to put out bags on the bleachers. Everyone does and we wait for the other team to arrive. They arrive while we're doing our 8 lap warm-up. They have track uniforms exactly like ours except theirs are dark green and say their school name on it. They put their stuff on the bleachers too and begin warming up too.

After everyone finishes warming up, the first event is called. The boys mile run. Jerome and one of his friends named Adam line up. The starter fires the blank and the race begins. Everyone cheers for their team and Mitch comes up next to me. He starts cheering for Jerome, whose in first, Adam not far behind him. In fact, the only person from our team that's not in the front is a boy who twisted his ankle warming up. His name is Jordan. Jerome finishes first, Adam second, a boy from the other school comes in third, another guy named Ty from our school comes in 4th, the other 3 are from the other school and lastly is Jordan.

"Next up... Girls Mile Run." The announcer says. I go onto the track and Beth gives me a thumbs up. I smile and I walk to my lane, Lane 5. The other girls running for my school is a girl named Ashley, a girl named Natalie and a girl named Lindsay. The other 4 girls look pretty fast, but I'm really agile.

"On your marks... Get set... GO!" The announcer fires the blank and I immediately take the lead, Ashley and Lindsay (the closest people to me) are a good distance away. I lap the other team twice and I'm about the lap a girl and finish the race when she sticks out her foot. I trip and the audience gasps since I dove head-first into the ground. She laughs and continues running. Everything is silent. Waiting for my next move. I hear Jerome and his friends taunting me. Saying I'm weak and weird.

Then I use my strength to prop myself up. I get to my feet, causing a gasp to ring out through the audience. I continue running at my normal speed and the audience cheers. I come first and my coach has me sit on the grass with an ice pack as I watch the racers get into position. It's the Boys 800m. Mitch is in this race. The announcer fires the blank and everyone sprints off. Mitch is in second, not far behind the first place person. The first place person wins by an inch, but Mitch comes in literally a second later. The rest of the meet flies by and I'm asked to do the relay race. A co-ed relay race. I agree and meet my team. Of course. Jerome and Mitch with Ashley and me.

"If is isn't Demon." Jerome jokes when I walk over. I roll my eyes as Ashley slaps him.

"Shut up Jerome. She's faster than all of us combined, so stop." Ashley glowers at Jerome for a second before he growls.

"Well, I'm a new student here. I'm Mitch." Mitch introduces himself.

"I'm Ashley. That's Jerome and that's Arie." Ashley introduces us. He nods.

"So let's decide who's doing what since we only have 5 minutes. I hate that they have to suddenly call relay races. Since I'm the fastest, I'll be the anchor. Who is the second fastest?" I ask. Jerome raises his hand. "Jerome, you'll go first to get us a lead. Mitch will be second and Ashley is third. Got it?" I ask them. They nod and we say we're ready. Jerome and Mitch start talking and Ashley joins in after a minute, so I look around. The other team looks strong. When the 5 minutes are up, everyone is called to get into position. Everyone lines up and the blank is fired. The audience cheers and Jerome gets a large lead on the other person.

"Yes..." I hiss as Jerome hands the baton to Mitch. Mitch sprints forward and around the bend. In this kind of relay race, the anchor has to run a full lap around the track. Fun. Mitch hands the baton to Ashley and she sprints forward. I get into the starter position I saw the other person get into and Ashley hands me the baton. I start out full out sprinting, making it about 3/4 of the track before I slow down to a run. The other person is lagging behind like crazy. I cross the finish line and the team cheers. The other person finishes and comes over.

"You're a good runner. Use that wisely, especially if you suffer a heartbreak." She says and leaves.

I didn't know that I would be remembering that sentence in the worst situation possible.

One chapter done. I plan on having at least 15 to 25 chapters in this story.

So my friend and I were talking about hanging out this weekend and I kept advertising this haunted hayride. Like I literally said the dates it was open and everything. So yea.

~LilKinny