Hey dolls! I decided to write another story because I had my creative juices flowing at midnight. My mom takes my phone away at night, but she left it last night and I decided to write down the story that was slowly forming in my head.

Have you guys heard Lulu Antariksa and Daniel Durstin's cover of Everything has Changed?! It's amazing! They are slowly getting back together! I'm so happy!

Don't forget to ask your own questions in the reviews and I'll happily answer them...

Disclaimer: I don't own How to Rock( if I did it would have never gotten canceled...) or any other products mentioned. I also do not own Coldplay.

I was running from a dark figure. It tried to grab me, but I started to run even faster. Soon, I was at the only place I felt safe. The middle of the forest. I sat down and waited for my best friend to come. I felt someone grab my arm and a familiar voice yell out," Stevie!"

I blinked my eyes to the sound of someone trying to get into my room. I instantly bolted up and grabbed my metal baseball bat. It's my dad, I thought as my door was literally knocked down and the smell of beer, alcohol, and Vodka fill the room.

"What do you want", I asked as this man I was forced to call my father walked in and stared at me with anger in his eyes.

"I thought I told you to clean the house", he yelled as I slowly backed away.

"I-I d-d-did", I say as he stepped closer with a beer bottle and a frying pan.

"No you didn't", he yelled as he threw the bottle at me. I dodged it, but the frying pan came at me and hit my cheek.

He turned around and left me there with a purple and black bruise slowly forming on the left side of my face. I didn't have makeup to cover it up with, so I put my aviators and let my hair fall in front of my face. I quickly put on my acid washed light blue skinny jeans with my Coldplay T-shirt and my high top converse. I got my bag and made my way downstairs. I made my way outside and started walking to school.

When I got close to the parking lot I lowered my head, so that my face was down. I continued walking to the school. I stopped at my locker and put the combination in. I took out some concealer, that I have for these occasions, and quickly applied it. I looked at myself in the mirror before closing my locker and heading to the band room. There was still an hour left before school started, so I took my phone out as I passed by the courtyard. I opened the new message button and texted Zander.

(Stevie, Zander)

Hey Z

Hey Steves

Whatcha doing?

Nothing getting ready 4 school. U?

Nothing

Cool. Txt u later

Zander never ended a conversation with me this early. Something was up. As I reached the band room, I heard two people talking. I looked through the window that faces the back of the couch and couldn't believe what I saw. I stared as I saw Zander and Kacey making out. She was on top of him and she was running her fingers through his thick, curly, raven locks. I thought only I could touch his hair, I thought angrily. I felt like my world literally split in half. Zander was my best friend and I couldn't be happier that he is dating Kacey, but I really liked Zander.

This day keeps getting better, I thought sarcastically as I walked to the bands lunch table. I sighed as I sat down. I took out my biochem homework and started to work on the conclusion questions from our experiment we had last week. I must have been tired because I started to fall asleep.

No don't please.

No.

Help me.

Stop.

Please stop.

"Stevie" I heard someone say.

"Stevie"

No.

Let

Me

Go

Nooo

I bolted up and looked around. I was in the band room and Gravity 5 was looking at me.

"Are you okay?" Zander asked with a worried look in his eyes. He was knelt over me and was carefully putting my hair behind my ear. I saw Kacey, from the corner of my eye, look really jealous.

"Yeah. Yeah I'm fine", I said as I brushed his hand away and sat up," just one question. How did I get here. Last time I checked at was at the lunch table."

"Well you see", Nelson began," me and Kevin were walking to lunch table when we saw you there mumbling something. When we tried to wake you up you started to scream so we called Zander. He carried you here and that's how you ended up here."

"Oh", was all I could say.

"Uh...Stevie? What's that purple black spot on your cheek?" he asked me as I quickly put my hand on my cheek to cover it.

"Oh. It's nothing. I fell off of my skateboard yesterday. That's all", I said as he studied my face carefully.

"Ok...", he said unsure as the bell rang.

"Well, Kevin and I need to get to geometry", Nelson said as they left with their gameboys out and their heads down.

"Zander and I need to go to biochemistry...and to talk", she says as she took Zander's arm and dragged him out.

"Stevie, aren't you going to class?" he asked as he was dragged away by Kacey.

I waited till he was already outside and out of earshot before saying," nah. I think i'm gonna stay here and die."

I was sitting on the floor of my special place, it was in the middle of the forest. I sat down under my big willow tree that let sunlight in to make the whole tree look on fire, but enough so that it doesn't feel too hot. The tree was covered in three thick layers of willow leaves that reached the ground. It was the place where I went to think or write a new song. But sometimes I think that it might be my death bed. Not that I'm planning on suicide...yet, but if my life does get any worse I can commit it here and no one would know...except Zander.

He comes here a lot too.

I had my pocketknife out besides me as I rolled up my long sleeves to reveal countless scars. Some were little. Others were big and deep. To me they're reminders of all the shit that I've put up with. All the pain and happiness. All the anger and sadness. The loneliness I have suffered. They all date back to when I was fourteen. Two years worth of scars.

I pressed the knife down on to my wrist and started to cut for everything that went wrong today.

For getting hit with a frying pan.

Because Zander didn't want to talk to me.

Because Zander and Kacey were making out.

Because I feel in love with an idiot that only likes pretty girls that wear designer clothes and are hot.

Because I hate my life

I feel asleep watching the swaying leaves of the willow tree.

The more chapters I have the more drama and conflict there will be. Anyway, thank you so much for reviewing dolls and remember to follow this story if you want notifications when I update the next chapters!

Have an awesome day. Don't forget your beautiful!

~Alexia