"Um, I broke up with my girlfriend because of you" Bradin said
"What! What did I do? I didn't do anything" I said shocked
"You got me to do something—that meant a lot, meant me realize, do u understand what I'm saying?" Bradin asked hopefully
"Not the way you're trying to explain it" I said
"Okay, Lana, I mean is, I fell in love with you since I saw you dancing with the Emeralds, your amazing, not just your looks, not just your dancing, just your attitude" Bradin tried to explain
"Why didn't you say anything?" I asked
"I just did" Bradin smiled and looked into my eyes
"I meant before" I chuckled
"Oh, so that's what you meant" Bradin said trying to be friendly
"Yeah, pretty much" my smile became unfriendly, realizing that I am becoming friends with someone that I think doesn't like me for my attitude.
Bradin paused and noticed that I wasn't smiling any longer. He turned and looked behind him, and I walked away without saying anything to him. All you can hear was my silent foot steps on the pavement. Wearing some checkered shoes. I was walking and I noticed how the black and pink blended. When he looked back to where I was just standing I had just disappeared around the building hoping that he won't find me.
I don't need any mental help, but my teachers think I'm crazy. Crazy because they always see me sitting on the hallway stairs, not talking to no one except for me. I have no friends to talk to, they all live in New York. It's been half a year, and I didn't make any friends, so why should I now.
I moved from New York since the beginning of summer. I'm not social. And I shouldn't plan to be anytime soon.
Friday, last day of the week, finally no Bradin stalking me. People usually know I'm sitting on the steps. They know where to find me. But this time I'm in morning detention, session, what ever you call it. I'm very good, I usually don't get detention. But I got a detention for no good reason. The stupidest reason. Teacher said no talking, so I asked the kid next to me if I can borrow an eraser, I got a dumb detention from an eraser. Funny thing is, about 3 people were looking for me, and they checked all stairs. I was in no sight. Finally they announced "LanaMaye, please come to the office immediately. We couldn't find you on any steps" I started to laugh my head off.
As I went to the office, I saw Bradin standing there with a woman, dad and some police officers cuffing my dad. Something was the matter because my dad always hated my guts. Beaten me and he let his drunk friends touch me. My mom died a while back. I was wondering why the older woman was standing next to my dad.
The older woman brought me to the side to talk to me.
"Honey, your dad—might, um, go to jail for child abuse. And since you're our next door neighbor, and we've been keeping an eye on your father and his drunken friends, and we ended up calling the police, because we heard you yelling last night, and we panicked." The mysterious woman said
"Um, Aunt Ava, can I talk to Lana for a sec?" Bradin asked
"Sure" His Aunt said
"Lana, I should've also told you that I'm your next door neighbor, and we hear things, bad things from your house." Bradin said