Chase's POV:
I didn't feel like going to school today. The texting had been non-stop all night. I had to mute my phone so that my siblings couldn't hear the dings. I kept blocking the numbers, but new ones were popping up. The most common ones were saying: Kill yourself, Chase. You're nobody.
But, I had to go to school. I couldn't let anyone know about this. Besides, it's not like its important or anything. It's not like I'm important. So we went to school. During my lunch break was the worst.
I couldn't eat in the cafeteria. I had tears in my eyes. Adrian and his friends had picked on me all morning. I had a few bruises on my arms from getting beat up. Good thing I had a long sleeve shirt stuffed in my locker for emergencies like this.
I pick a place I knew no one would ever look. In the tallest tree in the school parking lot. Everyone was is too afraid to climb the tree because it's so high up, but I've surprisingly have taught myself to get over it. Besides, it's not like the tree is going to beat me up. Why should I be afraid of it?
I climb to a very high branch. I sit on one of them branches and open my lunch. I've been taking my own lunch lately. It's easier to get out of the cafeteria faster before Adrian and his goons could realize I was gone.
I dug into my paper bag and took out my ham and cheese sandwich. I took a big bite out of my sandwich and look up at the sky. It looks like it was going to rain but the mood of the sky was my mood. Sad and depressing. It kind of made me feel good that someone else was having a bad day too.
Then the tree started to shake. I could tell someone was trying to climb up. I stop eating and hold my breath. "Please don't be Adrian, please don't be Adrian," I think to myself.
I don't even look. I just close my eyes and start screaming. They did the same. But it didn't sound like Adrian. I mean, why would Adrian scream? And why would his scream sound so girly?
I open my eyes. It was a girl! She had brown hair that was in a high pony tail with dark brown eyes. "What are you doing!?" I ask almost yelling. "Shhh!" She says as she covers my mouth with her hand. "They're going to find out," She whispers.
She takes her hand off of my mouth. "Who?" I ask in a whisper. She points to someone across the grass. It was Adrian and his idiots. I roll my eyes. "They're gonna find out," I whisper to her. She shakes her head. "Not if you shut up and keep quiet," She whispers back.
"Where are you, you little twerp?" Adrian yells. I couldn't tell if he was talking to me or the brown haired girl. But like she had told me to, I keep quiet. Then I hear a familiar voice call Adrian's name. It was Bree.
"Over here babe!" Adrian exclaims. He shoos his friends away. "What are you doing out here?" She asks as she approached him. "Just getting some fresh air," Adrian lies to her. Bree smiles and kisses him for what seemed like a really long time. The brown hair girl pretends to gag.
"I love you, baby," Adrian tells my sister. She smiles and gives him another kiss on the lips. I can't believe he was lying right to my sister's face. I turn away. I couldn't bear to watch it. Adrian takes Bree's hand and they went inside.
"Cost is clear," The brown haired girl says. "Good," I breathe. "You don't like Adrian either, huh?" She asks. "I hate him. He's been bullying me for a long time," I tell her. She nods. "Same. Well, ever since I came to this school about a month ago."
I knew she looked familiar but I also knew she was new to the school. I've only seen her a few times. I don't have her in any of my classes since she's a freshmen, but I've heard she's the smartest girl in her grade.
"Sorry about scaring you before. I was trying to find a place to hide from him and his friends," She explains. "Same here, actually. I've been eating lunch up here for a few days. That's how bad it's been getting," I confess. "Oh, I'm so sorry," She says softly. I shrug. "I'm used to it, I guess," My voice begins to crack.
"Well, if it's any consolation, I think they're just jealous. I've heard about you. You're the smartest kid in tenth grade," She tells me. "Thanks. And I heard you were the smartest kid in 9th," I say. She nods. "That's me."
There is an awkward pause. "What's your name?" She asks after a few moments of silence. "Chase. Chase Davenport," I tell her. "Well, Chase. It was a pleasure hiding with you. I hope we can do it again sometime," The girl says with a smile.
She started to climb down the tree. "Wait!" I exclaim. She looks up. "I-I didn't catch your name," I say. She smiles. "Elyse," She tells me. "Elyse Waters." (A/N: Elyse is portrayed by Bailee Madison.) I smile. "It was nice meeting you Elyse." She smiles and continues to climb down.
When she gets down she starts to walk inside. I sigh and look up at the sky again. I feel a drop of rain on my cheek. I smile. Maybe I had a friend to get me through this. I hear my phone vibrate in my pocket. I turn it on. I got a text message. I unlock my phone to read it:
Unknown Caller (1)845-212-9080:
I think you need to know that you're the ugliest thing I've ever seen in my life. I think you and a knife would go pretty good together. Maybe if you had some scars, it'd improve your appearance. Dork.
After I read that, I feel something in my back pocket. I get whatever is in there out. I hold it in my hand. It is a pocket knife. Adrian and his gang must have put it in my pocket without me noticing when they were beating me up.
I stare at the knife. My conscience is telling me to do it. I roll up my sleeve and open the knife. I place it on my skin. A hesitate for a second, but then I begin to burn with anger. With just one swipe, I cut my skin.
Red starts to ooze. But I don't really feel the pain. The only pain I feel is the pain dwelling in my chest. I have the urge to do it again. Swipe, swipe, swipe. I take my other arm and do the same. All of these gashes over me makes me feel really good for some reason.
I try one more time. This time, with the big knife. I place it on my skin and get ready to swipe. But then, my phone buzzes. I look at my phone. I have to go back into school. Class is about to start.
I put the knife in my back pocket and I roll down my sleeves. They are still bleeding, but as long as it doesn't bleed through a lot, I shouldn't have a problem. I gather my lunch and my phone and climb down the tree. "It felt good. Maybe I should do it again when I get home," I thought to myself.
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Alright, I'm out,
-Angie