Mine

Tired

I woke up to the sound of my loud annoying alarm clock beeping. I reached over to the nightstand and pressed the snooze button on the alarm. Like any other teenager I enjoyed my sleeping time but I had another reason to groan and make me want to coward into my covers. 

Toby was making me miserable at school and it seemed like he was on a mission to torment me. I knew he didn't like me but couldn't he just hate me and leave me alone like all the other normal people. 

I groaned again once I realized that I would have no choice but than to go to school, my Aunt Linda would just drag me out of bed and take me herself to school in pajamas and all if I didn't get up. I sat up and felt a difference in the air, there was something missing; I looked around my room to see if I could spot the difference, the decorations around my room were in their place and everything else was just how I had left it last night.

Then I realized what was different, Blacky wasn't next to me anymore, he probably left after I fell asleep. How did he get out though, the window was closed and I knew for a fact that wolfs could not open much less close a window. 

"Sky!" I heard my aunt yell from downstairs. "Get your butt down here or you're going to be late!" I snapped out of my thoughts and stood up making my bed quickly before doing my morning routine exercises. I stretched like a cat, raising my arms in the air and standing high on my toes.

Thankfully my cast had been removed two weeks ago, turns out my leg healed faster than what was expected. I was happy to get that annoying thing off my foot especially after what Zane had written; people took it the wrong way. Those crutches were also getting on my nerves and they had irritated my under arms.

I stretched until I heard a faint pop then I felt my muscles relax. It felt really good but it didn't quite satisfy me, I felt like I needed something more than just a stretch. After finishing my stretch I moved and went over to my restroom grabbing some sweatpants and a t-shirt on my way. As you may have noticed I don't really care what I would wear anymore seeing as it always ends up dirty by the end of the day.

One of Toby's favorite pranks to pull on me was to put some type of liquid in my locker so that when I would open it, it would spill all over me. Sometimes it was milk and other times it was coke or whatever other drink he had in mind.

I would pretend I was okay but it would really bug me, he also liked to throw things at me during classes or make fun of me in the hallways where everyone was watching, when he found any chance to humiliate me he would take advantage of the moment and use it. I wouldn't let it get to me well at least I pretended it didn't faze me and that would just make him do worse things.

What really bugged me the most was the feeling I always got after the pranks. I felt hurt and even betrayed but that would lead into me feeling completely stupid for actually caring. 

I would also get those feelings when I would see him making out with girls in the hallways, classrooms and any other place they would think of. He had a different every week heck maybe each day. It went from Angel to Kayla to Samantha to Karla to Jordan, all different 'spices' as he liked to call them.Hmm I wonder what girl it will be today.

'Maybe I feel like this because he just uses the girls' I reasoned with myself. 'If they didn't like to be treated that way they wouldn't go to him.' A voice full of jealousy argued back at me. I turned around and saw that there was no one there; I had officially lost my marbles.

I shook my head to clear all of my thoughts away and just focused on what I had to do now. I went over to my sink and brushed my teeth after getting dressed. As I put my hair in a pony tail, I examined myself. My face was pale and I had noticeable bags under my eyes as a result of my lack of sleep.