The Cheer Captain and Blondie

Ugh. School.

Malia now goes to school with me. I looked over to see her unbuckled and singing crazily and her hair not even brushed. "Buckle up, grab my hairbrush on the dash, and stop bringing on my headache." I tease. She playfully glares at me and does as I ask except she sings louder now. When we arrive I feel like all eyes are on me but they aren't. I'm invisible to this school. I know this but I start to hyperventilate. Malia stares everybody down till they look away except the guys who take that as a challenge. 

I dreadfully walk to my locker. I hear everybody talking but then it goes silent. I notice loud footsteps and assume it the principal as I keep heading to my locker. Then I feel hands on my waist and feel myself lift the ground and start to whirl around. I involuntarily squeal out of delight and see Carson holding me up. "Carson! Let me go!" I squeal out. I'm laughing really badly and after what feels like a century my eyes water up because of the pressure on my stomach. Carson lets me down and I feel dizzy. Laughing in our own little world I hear someone clearing their throat. I look up to see the head witch, Sarah. Malia, Sarah, Grace, and I used to be best friends. Now she hates me because she believes it my fault for her death even though I hadn't got my car yet. Did I mention that she and Carson have history and that she could make my life even more miserable then she already does? "What are you doing touching my boyfriend?" she spicily says, loud enough for everyone to hear. "We broke up. Get over it. I don't like people who cheat on me." Carson says just loud enough for her to hear. I didn't even realize I was holding on to his wrist. "I was thinking we could get back together..." she says flirtatiously, swaying her hips as she walks over to us and grabs his wrist away from mine. 

That's when I realized something; Carson never liked me. He only hung out with me so that he could get Sarah back. Wow. I shook my head to myself as I headed to math. Malia calls me a mathematician because I am like a human calculator. I surrounded myself in thoughts so that I would forget Carson and move on. 

Later on that day I got a text in the middle of class. It said, "I hope you know I'm going to get back at you. Your daddy has the scars to prove I make marks." The message was from a blocked number which made me even more nervous. I remember my father talking about a series of bad events happening to our family when I was little and it all lead back to one person. James CaHill. The name gives me chills. I looked over my shoulder the rest of the day, but I made the decision to not tell my dad. That would make everything worse. He would be laid back from work and working on cars is his passion and it pays bills. Also he would be overprotective. I would miss tons of school, and to be honest, I like school. Word around was Carson had totally blown off Sarah. I was surprised but I'm still not talking to him. He has gotten so much attention since he had picked me up in the hallway. Carson had mostly ignored it, but I was getting annoyed. What was he trying to do? Was he working with James? Nobody has ever showed me any attention and I liked that but I also like Carson treating me differently. What am I going to do? 

I decided to go to the park after school and sort things out with my brain. I needed to get my brain and my heart on the same page. I didn't know what was going to happen so I brought pepper spray. I would usually head to my sister's grave but if I went there then James might be there. That is were I was expected. So I went to the park and walked deep in the woods were my favorite tree was at. Grace and me had always had picnics and birthdays here. It was a calm spot and I hadn't been here in a long time. I didn't know what was going to become of me. Why was Carson here and speaking and talking and even touching me? When Sarah asked Carson to be back together with her again all I could see was red and I felt a furnace being lit inside of my chest. Jealousy. 

Suddenly I was on edge. I hear leaves being crunched under weight. Impossible. No one knew about this tree or it would've been cut down because it was a danger because it was so old. I climbed the tree, Katniss Everdeen style and stared down from a branch at the top. Blonde hair suddenly came in my view and I froze. It was James. If I screwed up then he would find me and kill me. I instantly felt guilty for not telling my dad anything. I was going to die and he would think I was at a friends or something. "Where the fuck is she? Her car is here. This is her 'precious' spot. I bet she stayed at home or told her half-ass dad about me threatening her. I guess we could destroy her tree while we here. Break her heart before her." James yelled at one of his goonies. I just held tightly on to the branch knowing how I was going to die now. The tree would fall, I would either be crushed or killed by James. He started kicking the stump area. The tree shock violently but didn't budge out of the ground. He snickered to himself, "I have an ax in my truck. Come on." I took my chance and climbed once I couldn't hear their leaves. I actually flinched when my feet crunched leaves. 

*CARSON POV*

I walked to her pulling her along by her wrist and mumbled, "You really have to be careful princess." I had seen what they had done. I remembered from the news them stabbing a guy six times. Randi's dad had been stabbed six times by these douches. I pulled her away from the tree the opposite way the guys went. Running through the trees we stumbled upon my car on the other side of the park. We walked up and she fell asleep smiling when she heard Michael Jackson on my radio. 

We showed up at her house and I carried her up to her bedroom. I remembered her sister Grace. Everybody thought she had moved, not died. I don't think anybody knew she was Randi's sister. I wonder why. I looked at her fast asleep on her bed and sat on the bed only to lay down a couple seconds later. I slowly stared at her memorizing her breathing pattern as she slept. Carefully kissing her forehead I fell asleep by her. 

~AUTHOR'S NOTE~

I feel as if Randi goes through tons of emotions in this chapter. What did you guys think about the new character I introduced, Sarah? I kind of hate her and I am her mother at a point since I created her... Anyways I do not expect you to read this, but I would love some feed back. This is my first book and I feel like I'm doing really terrible at it. I will try to edit everyday but do not expect me to be Wonder Woman or Katniss Everdeen or Thomas or Percy Jackson... gosh I'm a nerd... un-needed context. I'm going to end before I ruin all my readers lives. =] (Sorry for pour context)