It took everything in her to walk into her new school. She walked down the hallway, getting bumped into, like she was invisble.
That was until she saw three pairs of shoes right infront of her, she looked up to see what seemed like cheerleaders. The taller one was a gorgeous hispanic with piercing eyes, with her long black hair in a ponytail. She had a brunette and a blonde next to her.
"Well well well, look at the brand new trash." she said coldly.
The hispanic looked Dani up and down, from her old black and white chucks to her ripped jeans and simple black shirt under her slightly oversized black sweater.
She walked up to Dani and grabbed her face so that they're eyes met.
"Look at me when I'm degrading you, trash." she spit and she let go of her face and slapped her.
Dani's eyes started to water and she laughed.
"Come on Santana thats enough" the blonde said.
She pushed Dani to the floor and walked away laughing.
Dani crawled to the lockers where she pulled herself up and walked to her next class, it took everything in her to keep her tears in. She just couldnt cry, not anymore.
When you've been through your parents' emotional an physical abuse, foster homes, and foster parents' abuse you've learned just how terrible the world can be. From 5 years old Dani had been in 10 different foster homes and over 5 families. She'd been raped, beaten to a pulp, and wrecked emotionally. She was used to the bullying, she was used to the cruelty, but maybe she had hoped it would change here.
Dani was smart and talented but she had absolutely no idea. She was blind to her potential, and the people in her life were responsible for that. She wasn't a bad person, she did her best in school but never enough to get noticed. Eventually Dani took up depressants and overdosed on two occasions, luckily her foster parents realized they're drugs were missing and found Dani and took her to the hospital both times. After the depressants came the self harm. When a person is so depressed that they hurt themselves it is clear that self loathing is extremely present. Her trust in people was non existing, her future was unclear, and her life couldn't be worse. On the day of her 17th birthday that changed, she finally had something to look forward to, freedom. She wasn't sure what that meant, but she knew it meant that she wouldn't get thrown around in the system anymore.
She would get to grauate high school and work and go to college. That little spark of hope was soon completely gone on her first day at McKinley High.
With no one to give her support or tell her it would be ok, she walked into her class.
She lifted her head voluntarily for the first time that day just to meet the eyes of her new tormentor. Fear, regret, and sadness ran across her face, she contemplated running until she found the nearest bridge.
"You must be Dani, I'm Mr. Shue." said the teacher as he smiled at her.
He had been the first person to smile at her in a very long time. He pointed her to a seat at the front. After he gave the class their assignments he walked over to where Dani was seated and set a pack of mechanical pencils and 3 notebooks on her desk.
"To get you started." he smiled.
She looked up at him and in barely audible words, she thanked him.
"You're welcome he said, laying his hand on top of hers."
That was the first time that someone touched Dani without hurting her. And she felt so much just from that simple touch. And Mr. Shue meant a lot more than you're welcome with it. It meant he understood.
I have a lot planned for this story, I will continue if I get enough feedback. Made it short so that I could see if you really want more! Review! Review! Review! I have the next 3 LONG chapters done so review and I'll post quickly!
