It started raining right before school ended. So I decided to walk home. I know that sounds stupid, but I like the rain. It feels like an old friend. Wait, now I sound like I'm insane. Once I got home, I immediately changed out of my uniform and head to work. I was soaked when I got there. Well, at least my jacket was. My clothes were only a little damp. "Yo, Cammy. What I miss?" I said as I put on my apron. "Mr. Rously's son died earlier today. They think it was a stroke or something." Cammy, another waitress, said. "Oh, god. Is Mr. Rously alright?" I had to ask. I don't like it when people I know die young. Kristopher was only twenty. But, a stroke? Sure, he had a weak heart, but... Nevermind. I don't know much on medicine. "Oh, hey girls. You need to get out there. Dinner service is about to start." Lesly, the host, says. We nod and head out to the dining hall.
After work, me and some of the people I work with were talking as we cleaned the dining room. Really, people can be so messy.
"So, how's the fancy school treating you, Red?" Maricole asked. Maricole was a tall, straight haired brunette with large brown eyes.
"Uh... Most of the students see me as worthless trash. I get picked on alot. Oh, and a new kid transferred in today." I said absently.
"Guy or girl?" Seria asked. Seria is a short, blonde, blue eyed guy with acne.
"Guy. Uh... something Ashdown. I think." I reply. "Well, what about you guys? What's been happening in your lives?"
At about ten thirty, my shift ended. I took the long way home, not wanting to leave the stars tonight. That's when I saw a horribly familiar face.
"Oh, look it! It's the little freak." A girl, named Sandria, said. I just kept on walking. "Hey, I'm talking to you!" She said as she grabbed my arm. I quickly jerked it back, but Sandria didn't let go.
"I heard you clearly. I had just decided not to answer you." I said in a monotone. Again, I tried to pull away from her.
"You little bitch!" And with that, she punched me in the stomach. Sandria was actually strong, so I ended up spitting up blood. She just laughed. I don't have much muscle to protect me, my strength comes from speed and any weaponry I can get my hands on. So, I bleed easily.
"If anyone's a bitch, it would be you." I stated as I stood up straight. I tried to walk away, but Sandria shoved me back. I tripped over a crack in the sidewalk and fell, scratching my left arm on impact. She kicked me in the stomach a few times, causing me to spit up more blood.
"You're nothing but a little slut. Why don't you just die?!" Sandria hissed as she kicked me in the chest, and yes, I spit up more blood.
"You know, if I die here, you're going to prison." I said before biting her ankle. She yelped when she saw her own blood. Sandria bent down to press on the wound, as she did, I pulled out some of her hair.
Before I did anything else, I blacked out. I could hear speaking, in my unconscious consciousness. But, it was horribly faint.
When I wake up, I'm in a room I've never seen before.