Chapter 2:

I don't even know why I bother going to school. What's the point? Everyone hates me, including a few teachers. Kevin insists on it though. The worst they could do is kill me. But even then that would be doing me a favor. Torturing me is what they find to be the best punishment.

"Demi?" Kevin asked coming into my room.

I looked up from the history book I was looking at and make eye contact.

"I brought you some ice."

"Thanks." I said quietly with a small smile.

He lightly placed the ice pack on my stomach. I looked up at him, and saw tears in his eyes. I placed my hand on his cheek and closed my eyes.

"I really don't know what I would do without you Demi." He said lightly pulling me into a hug.

"Will you promise me something?" I asked looking up at him.

"Anything." he said staring back at me.

"Promise that when I'm done with high school we can get out of here and start somewhere new, a fresh start where no one knows about me. I want to feel normal again."

"I promise."

I stood in his arms for a few minutes longer then he left and I went back to my homework.

The next day at school I found that new kid waiting at my locker. I sighed and stood in front of him.

"I'm not moving until you talk to me." He said.

I turned and was about to walk away, but he grabbed my arm stopping me.

"I think I deserve an explanation at the very least."

"No one has told you about me yet?"

"No."

"If you want to fit in here, or at the very least not get beaten up everyday you'll stop talking to me right now and act like you hate me. If you don't then you're about to enter a world of pain and suffering and I'd hate to see that pretty face with a black eye."

"Why do I have to hate you?"

"Everyone does, so stop being so stubborn and let me go on."

I tried to walk away again but he grabbed me and kissed me.

What was wrong with this guy? He only met me yesterday and he's already kissing me! I don't even know his name! I quickly pushed him away.

"What is wrong with you?"

"I don't normally do that."

"Well I would hope not. But, I don't even know your name, nor am I really interested."

"I'm Joe."

"Please just stop. I really don't want another black eye."

"Will you at least tell me your name?"

"Demi."

He smiled, he had a really nice smile with cute dimples. "Nice name."

I rolled my eyes and walked away. I still couldn't believe he kissed me like that. Who does he think he is? Elizabeth, why did you have to leave me? You would have known what to do, you always did.

In history, I overheard Joe talking to another guy. "So who's that Demi chick?" Joe asked.

The guy turned around and looked at me in disgust then turned back to Joe. "Everyone in school hates her. Two years ago her and her sister got into a car accident and her sister died. It was all her fault; she should have been the one to die not her sister."

"How is it her fault?" Joe asked confused.

"It just was, why do you care?" the guy asked annoyed.

"I was just wondering what her deal was."

"Well if I were you I would stay away from her. She's a freak."

It hurt a little to hear what people thought of me but it really wasn't anything they haven't already said to my face.

Kevin couldn't pick me up after school today so I had to walk. I hated walking home from school, not because I don't like walking but because then the kids from school driving by throw things at me and yell.

"Do you want a ride?" I heard a voice ask slowing down next to me as I walked.

"Why won't you leave me alone? Is it really that difficult?" I asked annoyed.

"Can we walk please?"

"No."

"Please?"

"No!"

"Just get in the damn car."

"No! I don't know you. You are pushy and weird and don't seem to understand the word no. You don't get it very often do you?"

"No not really, especially by such pretty girls."

"You have got to be kidding me. Are you for real?"

"Just one realconversation, that's all I'm asking for."

"Fine! Whatever it takes to get you to leave me alone." I said getting into the car.

"So where do you live?" Joe asked.

"No, you don't get to know that. You're going find a secluded area where no one will be able to recognize us and we will talk. But you don't get to act like we're all buddy, buddy and take me home."

"Okay, okay fine."