I groggily get up to the sound of my alarm going off, knowing that I need to get dressed for hell - I mean school. "Skylar, dear, are you awake." My Aunt's sweet voice rang through my room muffled a bit. "Yeah I'm up, Amelia"
"Ok dear" I heard her feet shuffle away and I flipped the covers off my waist and headed towards my bathroom. I don't have time for a shower so I flick the water on and start to brush my teeth. I grab my rag and wash my face. I look at my reflection in the mirror and pull at the bags under my eyes. My pale skin makes them even more noticeable than I'd like but there's not much for me to do.
I fix my hair and let the strands that don't go how I want just exist. I head back into my room and pull out a hoodie, a pair of ripped jeans and socks out of my dresser drawers. I slipped off my shorts then my shirt. I pulled up my jeans then Slipped the hoodie over my head.
I walked up the steps from my room into the kitchen and grabbed a cereal bar. "I'm leaving Sky!"
"Alright."
"Be GOOD! I don't want the school calling me today."
"Whatever." I heard the shut I know she wanted to slam it, but she didn't. I know sometimes- a lot of the time I bother her and test her, but she knows I love her. She knows love isn't something I throw around. I open by cereal bar as I hear the bus pulling up to the bus stop near my house. I head for the door.
As soon as I step out of the house I'm his with a cool breeze. 'almost over'. The bus pulls up to my house and I see kids pointing and laughing at me through the window. 'Wonder what it is today.'
I climb onto the bus and plop down in my seat in front of the 'popular kids'. The bus driver tries to protect me but sometimes she misses the things that happen. I stick my earbuds in and go to my music. I pick a playlist of songs by Rory Webley.
I feel something hit the back of my head and drop next to me. I grab it before it falls and open it. 'freak!' 'MONSTER!' 'creep' 'perv' 'kill your self frfr lol' 'hows the parents... DEAD right lmao'. Do they really think this is funny? I turn around and hear a small voice say. "Oh no I thought you missed" I found the blushing boy who it came from and when he seen me the bus stopped. He stood up and came to sit with me. "Is it ok-"
"Why"
"I'm sorry. I know mark can be a piece of work, but he's nice when you get to know him"
"How do you know him."
"Our parents are siblings"
"Oh. Must suck. Your new?"
"Yup" He smiled. It was soft and innocent. "Listen, I'm a creep. You shouldn't talk to me."
"Why?"
"Like I said I'm a creep." The bus started moving again. "Then your one cruddy creep if you're telling me." He smiled and giggled. "I'm Oliver green. I go by Oli. I'm 16, and I moved from Canada, and yes its a real place." I hesitated, but then introduced myself. "I'm Skyler. I'm 17. My aunt calls me Sky, and I was born here."
"Well it's nice to meet you Skyler "The Creep"" He giggled putting 'The Creep' in air quotes, and leaned in whispering "Note the sarcasm" He sat be and giggled again. I couldn't tell if he was a genuinely nice person or if it was fake. We sat in that seat and talked the whole way to the school. Once we pulled into the bus parking lot we stood up and headed off the bus. He grabbed my arm and pulled me to the side. "What?" He took me by surprise. He just giggled and hugged me. I shot my arms into the air in a surrendering way. When he stepped back he looked up at me. He was way shorter than I thought. "Why did you hug me."
"You're a new friend. I like to hug my friends, and you're my FIRST friend. Emphasis on the First." I looked at his small frame and then heard kids laughing. I looked passes him and see what was going on. It was a small group of guys. Jocks to be specific, staring and laughing at us. They pointed and I looked back at Oliver.
He was in a pink sweater with a Roses embroidered on his chest. Paired with it was a black school girl styled skirt with white leggings. He was wearing a pair of black converse. "What!?"
"They're laughing at you."
"So? Let 'em. They aren't physically hurting me, and the last time I checked they're just a bunch of boneheads."
"Those "boneheads" are coming this way."
"Well well guess we have another fag guys." The group leader and quarterback on the football team laughed. "What an oh-so-witty comment. It fits your small minds."
"What did you say, princess." He stepped closer to Oliver. "Now honey don't make me shove my fist up your ass."
"Jokes on you- I like it that way."
"Oh, you are gonna regret your life." I stepped between the two. "Back the fuck up now."
"And what will you do pretty boy"
"You don't wanna know, bub"
"HEY! What's going on!" Mr. Packs thank the gods. I'm his favorite student, and he has zero-tolerance for bullying. "Mr. Packs, good morning."
"Are these boys bothering you"
"No, I don't think so Mr. Packs."
"I hope not. It would be ashamed if half the team was stuck in Friday night school on the big game night." He smiled and turned to Oliver. "May I check your skirt."
"Oh sure." Oliver smiled at Mr. Packs. I wasn't like the way he smiled at me. It was different somehow. "Ok, I need you to come up to my classroom."
"Ok." Mr. Packs glared at the boys one more time then turned to me and Oliver. "Come with me" Mr. Packs smiled and we went to his room.
Oliver didn't have to change. He checked the skirt at home so he knew he wouldn't get in trouble.
We were walking to the guidance office so he could get his schedule. In the fluorescent lights, I could see his face. He was wearing makeup too. He had a light shade of pink with a black wing liner. He had blush on, and his lips were a soft shade of pink with a gloss. He was walking down the hall telling me about his new house, and he spun around.
Someone grabbed my arm and I stopped dead in my tracks. I turned around and of course, it was him. "What Richy."
"So is this who you replaced me with."
"Wha-"
"Richy I never replaced you. Why won't you leave me alone."
"Do you know what our break up did to me. I'm Screaming on the inside tongue-tied when I say we broke up and people ask why."
"What's happ-"
"Are you crying the shower like a freak... or is it just me." I wanted to go through my day problem-free but I guess we can't have what we want. "Richy. You know why we broke up. I couldn't be with you because of the type of person I am. You know this. Our relationship was toxic. Us being together hurt you. I could tell"
"You're a liar."
"How"
"You said you loved me."
"Richy I said I loved you because you thought I didn't want to be with you. Richie, you are so overdramatic."
"You know what, Skyler Alaska Faith Fox, You are a terrible person." I leaned down closer to his face putting me at his level. "Yeah, I Know. It's kinda my thing." I wink at him smiling. I stood back up and turned to Oliver. I put my hand on his back walking towards the office. He looked up to me and I looked down at him.
I smiled
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