Chapter 2

Monday mornings were not on my favorite list, but neither was the rest of the school week. It was mainly because I didn't want to see that group that my friends left me for. I trudged down to my closet and pulled out a pair of sweats and a plain white tee shirt, I grabbed my knee length Converse and put them on and pulled my long brown hair into a high ponytail, letting the curls fall gently down my back.

After that I left my room I went down into the kitchen where my father was reading the news paper and drinking his coffee.

I walked to the door and yelled out to my dad, "Bye Dad."

"Have a god day, sweetheart." He responded.

I haven't seen him since Thursday afternoon and of course he didn't notice the trail of cuts down my face or the black eye. Concealer had failed me, the scars were too deep to cover up. School was going to be interesting, as if I don't get enough stares already.

I got into my car and drove down to the reservation high school, ready to embrace my hell. After getting out of my car I grabbed my messenger bag and walked into the school building. The reservation high school was small, and everything was basically old an crumby. The lockers were falling apart, and the ceilings were chipping. The school need to be updated, a lot.

I walked to my locker and grabbed all my things, and then went to my first class of the day, Chemistry. Of course when I walked in there was gasps and the whispering started again. It was like this all the time when I walked in with a new bruise somewhere on my body. I stopped paying attention to the gossip.

Chemistry went by quicker that I had expected. As I walked out of the room the teacher Mr. McDaniels called me back.

"Yes Mr. McDaniels?"

"Ms. McArthur, I need you to tutor someone. He's in deep danger of failing, and with your academic records I think you'd be the perfect tutor." He said looking at me expectantly. Thank God, I thought he was going to ask about my face.

"Err sure." I said to him.

"Great!" He said handing over to me some materials. "He'll be in here after school today after school."

"Alright." I said.

Second period was terribly boring, I hated trig.

The day went by quickly. There was only minor asking about the scaring on my face, for that I was grateful for. I walked into the chemistry room to find a hall monitor sitting down on one of the chemistry stools. He looked deep in thought as he read the textbook, Mr. McDaniels was sitting at his desk reading about some new invention in the science world.

"Ms. McArthur" He said when he heard me walk in. "This is Seth Clearwater."

Seth looked up from the book at the mention of his name, that's when the weirdest thing happened our eyes met and I felt like something shifted in the universe. He smiled at me from his seat and even though I didn't know him that well and was supposed to be hating him, I found myself smiling back at Seth. Crap, I can't do this again, getting close to someone who will leave me again. Tutoring, that's all I was doing tutoring him.

"I'm going into the teacher's lounge. You are to tutor him for an hour and then you two may go." With that Mr. McDaniels left the room.

"Hi Seth, I'm Kayla." I said walking over to the desk.

"Hi." He said smiling at me, but his face soon fell. "What happened to you face?" He asked.

"My cat scratched my face and then I walked into a door." I said. Yeah that was the lamest lie I could make up but I didn't know him well enough to tell him anything about what actually happens.

His eyebrows knitted together and he looked a bit frustrated, but didn't say anything.

"So what do you need help with?" I asked him.

"Well everything." He said with a nervous laugh.

"Well we should get started then." I said letting out a laugh.

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