A Senorita: hey. I've just realised I'm updating in two chapter bouts, it's really weird. I think its to make sure I don't bore anyone to death!

Well, this is the shortest chapter yet, but I am working on the next one, which will have some drama in it!

My life couldn't even get worse.

There are amoeba on Saturn who are having a better time than I am.

This afternoon has been terrible.

In history, Johnny looped his bag strap around my ankle. I didn't notice, I thought it was mine.

He was sat just behind me with Lee, and I could hear them laughing, but I ignored them.

I thought they were just making some sort of comments about me.

Then Johnny gave a huge tug on his bag. The strap yanked at my ankle. I felt something snap, and the force of my ankle being jabbed backwards made me fall right off my chair onto my knees, my ankle tangled in Johnny's bag strap which he had pulled under his chair.

"Kon, if you don't like that chair, we can always swap it. But if you don't find anything wrong with it, then please don't pitch yourself off it,"
I glared.

The class sniggered.

It wasn't fricking funny, that hurt like hell!

I untangled my ankle and sat back on my chair, Lee and Johnny guffawing behind me.

Yeah, very funny.

But now, as I limp my way to my lockers, I can tell something is seriously wrong with my ankle. There's a bit which feels loose, that doesn't seem to move right when I walk, which gives me a Long-John Silver type limp.

How attractive.

I got to my locker, and heard my cousin and his little fan club behind me. I sighed. What now?
"Limping are we now Ray? What have you done?" came a mock-sympathetic voice.

I ignored it.

I knew who it was.

Lee's mocking seems to have been burned into my memory.

"Hey, aren't you listening to me!" he shouted. Violently, forcibly, closer to me now.

For a moment I couldn't believe this was my cousin. I thought this was some randomer with a problem.

But this was my cousin.

My ex-best friend.

The boy who had almost promised he would be there for me. And who ignored me when I was in dire need of his help, who ignored my plea for help, mocked me at my weakest point.

"Rude," Johnny spat.

I ignored them, shoved my math book into my bag.

Then Lee spun me around, his fist connecting with my face. I had been so absorbed with my disbelief I hadn't noticed his hand reaching out to me.

I cursed myself as I dodged another punch.

But it was four against one.

And I was taken by surprise by punches and kicks.

One came to my stomach, and a pair of hands shoved me backwards.

There was a blinding pain to the back of my head as my head hit the shelf in my locker, then I continued falling backwards right down into my locker.

I heard them laughing and the door shut.

I sat there, clutching my head.

I was sure I felt something warm running down my hands.

And suddenly, I was crying.

I could hear them walking off, but I wouldn't of cared if they had been standing right outside the door.

I cried into my knees in the dark.

After a while, once I had cried enough, I merely sat in the dark in a small little curled-up ball and stared miserably into the darkness.

The bleeding had stopped but I didn't feel so good. Dizzy, sick. Tired. I just wanted to stay in that locker until my entire year had graduated, then crawl out and find a hole to live in.

I could hear whistling.

I realised I had been crying again and sniffed, pulling my knees closer to me to try and drown out the sound.

The footsteps stopped just outside my locker.

Max! It must be Max!

I listened, waiting, hoping he would just leave.

Then I sneezed.

Wonderful timing.

"Ray?"
I groaned. I felt so sick and dizzy, and clammy in this stupid locker. I think I was beginning to run out of air as well.

"Ray are you in there?"
"Yes," I mumbled, hugging my knees.

"Wait, give me your combination and I'll open the door,"
I told him my combination and he spun it in. He opened the door and I winced against the light.

He pulled me out, and had to catch me as my staggered. The combined effect of my head and the sickening pain in my ankle weren't doing me much good.

I thought I was going to faint.

Ugh, it really hadn't been my day.

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