Part eight: Lucy Barnes;
'Oh hi Harry' I call down the corridor as I see him heading towards me. I pull out a packet of ready salted walkers. Tearing them open and digging in.
'You alright?' I ask Harry who looked stressed about something. His veins in his forehead bulging.
'Do you know anyone called Sophie?' My head shoots up at this. How would Harry know about Sophie? I shake my head but then open my mouth...
'Maybe a girl at my old school was called Sophie I can't really remember you see...' I say vaguely.
He takes my arm, my eyes widen. 'Harry...' I stutter unsure what he was doing.
'Seriously, I think you may be in trouble' I laugh pushing his hand away.
'Just leave it yeah, I can fight my own battles... you don't even know me' I sigh. Shaking my head.
'I may have only just met you, but I care for you' He replied pulling out something from his bag shoving it in my hand.
'What's this?' I ask, knowing exactly what it was recognizing the scrawny handwriting off Sophie.
I dump my crisps in the bin. Suddenly not feeling very hungry anymore.
'Open it; I'm just going to the loo...' He says before sprinting off. Leaving me alone in the corridor staring down at this piece of paper in my bare hands. I unfold it, taking a deep breath. The words, hit me like bullets. I clench the paper, anger building up inside me.
I dash towards the school doors, with no hesitation I sprint towards the school gates. Sure enough there was Sophie looking rougher than anything. She spots me, her eyes sparkle.
'Lucy...' She mumbles taking my bag of my arm. Emptying the contents out onto the pavement.
'What are you doing?' I scream. Bending down scooping up my belongings.
'Have you got any money?' She demands holding onto my arm. I whack it away.
'Just leave me alone, you...you... Tramp!' I yell grabbing my bag back of her.
'HEY! If you won't give me money, give me my drugs back!' She screams. I turn on my heels staring at her.
'You know I don't do that anymore, you need help d'you know that' I reply as calmly as I can even though my heart was pounding.
'You're for it, and I'll make sure I'll take down your friends and family with you!' She screams after me. As I sprint back towards school, I turn around spotting Sophie trailing behind. Usually I'm the slowest runner going, but with her behind me. I shoot into school. Just as the bell rang, still not knowing my full way around school. I wondered around aimlessly.
I hear the familiar voice of Harry. I turn around relieved. Literally jumping into his arms.
'I...I'm sorry!' I stutter, letting go off him stepping back.
'WOOOOAAAAH!' Harry laughs.
'Can we just get to lesson?' I ask, trying desperately to change the subject.
'Come on then' he winks, as we stroll down the corridor I glance out the window. My pace settles down as I see Sophie wondering away from the school gates.
I spend the rest of the day, looking over my shoulder. Waiting for Sophie to creep up on me. To my relief Sophie wasn't outside the gates, after school. I say my goodbyes to Harry, and jump into dad's car as quick as possible not wanting to be spotted by Sophie. Knowing that if dad knew held take me out of this school. Take me as far as possible. There was no escape from Sophie even when she weren't around I could still feel her presence. It was like she was sat on my shoulder controlling my every move.
How could this day have started so normally and ended so differently?
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