The Girl With The Notebook|| Phoenix, Detra

The Girl with the Notebook

The Girl with the Notebook

3rd P.O.V

He didn't have many friends, She didn't either. He loved his guitar the only thing that he did enjoy never interacted with other because everyone thought he had some issues or problems, he didn't care much about what they thought about him. She was shy on the other hand if she had been more confident she'd have plenty friends, she was a hugger and very caring but, she always had her nose in a book. Soon they would find out that they brought the best out in each other.

Every time He would have free time He'd go into a practice room and play guitar he loved strumming it. He would see her at every math class. She sat at the far end of the classroom that no one really sat by, scribbling in her notebook and taking notes. It didn't really bother her she seemed to like sitting alone. She didn't have friends, she was independent. People thought that made her an outcast- which was obvious. But she didn't care about how she wore her clothes, or her hair, or what shoes she had to wear. She'd look beautiful in anything really. At lunch she always had her own food, which is understandable the school's lunch taste like shit, all the students could agree on that. She sat by a locker, leaning her back against it. She wrote something down, sometimes she would look around at people, as if she was sketching them out.

"Hey, check this out." a guy said, he went up to her and started saying how stupid and nerdy she was. She showed no sign of emotion, didn't even flinch when he waved his hands in her face. This made him upset, he snached her notebook out of her hands and began to read it aloud. Now she snapped, she was furious, pushing him to the locker he had dropped the notebook as what she had planned, and kicked him where it hurts. With this he was even more angry, he shouted at his friends to get her, scared she started running. She grabbed her bag and notebook and made a run for it, she ran as fast as she could.

"Get that bitch!" He shouted in pain. "On it Jay." the two smirked, running after her they split up looking for her. One of them, tall broad shouldered, more of a jock to be honest, to dumb in the head though, aren't they all? He wore the same sweaty jersey since ninth grade, blond golden hair that would look nice if he had showered. The other, a real asshole, try to pick up chicks based on how good they look, he had dark brown hair,wore the school uniform but, not appropriately, his pants sagged down, showing his boxers a bit, while his shirt would be unbuttoned, showing part of his chest. He wore the tie around his neck, but real loose. "Where'd that rat go?" He said pacing around the staircase, making his way back upstairs to the second floor, where she was last seen.

She hid in the bathroom stall, locking the bathroom, and the stall she was in. She put her feet upon the toilet seat and sat down, making sure she wouldn't fall in, she moved up onto the top of the toilet the cistern- Tank. There was running up and down the hallway. She hugged her notebook tight, closing her eyes hoping this would end soon. Hoping it was just a nightmare.

It was supposed to be a normal day, and ordinary day. Where she didn't get noticed by anyone, and overlooked. She liked that, at school no one asked her to do anything, no one talked to her, it was peaceful for her. Being the oldest of her siblings, she is never asked to do things, believe it or not she was overlooked by her parents as well, her siblings cause more trouble than any other kid you'd see suspended at school. Today, she thought, Today was supposed to be quiet.

The bathroom door kicked open. Her heart was beating rapidly, she was scared. Fear, never occurred to her she was only scared of somethings she never encountered. She thought there was no point in getting scared to something that might not happen, now she realized what true fear is capable of. "Come out, Pretty Bitch. We just want to say hello." Said one of the guys' he was drooling, you could tell by his voice. He was disgusting for what he had in mind. "Yeah, come out we just want to play." Sick. Sick is what she thought, sick it was just sick, She threw up.

"Found you" He cooed, it was creepy. She began crying. Wished it away, wanted to stay an outcast. No one ever approached her, this was new. No one ever tried making friends with her they thought about her weird, strange, not normal. Only because she would write and refused to speak to anyone.

"WHAT IN GOD'S NAME ARE YOU TWO DOING IN THE GIRL'S BATHROOM?!" In came the teacher, Ms. Sindey. "We heard a cry for help, simply just wanted to check on the poor girl, she started to vomit, and began crying. She wouldn't tell us what was bugging her." The guy with the jersey said with the most eerie voice ever. "Okay,Randy head to class, you too Daniel." Said Ms. Sidney. The guys left, snickering softly, they yelled, "CATCH YOU LATER BI-" His partner punched his arm, warning him to shut up, and he did.

Ms.Sidney approached the stall she was in, the girl sobbed uncontrollably, she couldn't help it. She was still scared, of what they could have done if the teacher hadn't shown up. Would they have hurt her? Would they have done something far worse? She was crying non-stop. Ms. Sidney had gotten the bathroom stall to open, there she was still crying, tears upon the soft paper of her notebook, smudged some of the ink making it hard to read. "Phe, Sweetie..? What's wrong?" She asked her sweetly.

Phe was rather shocked that the teacher knew her name, people hardly called on her. "Nothing, I just feel sick." Phe brushed part of her hair out of her face, placed it behind her right ear. Even crying she was pretty, but she never thought of herself that way. She never cared of how she looked. Not even her birthday, it didn't seem important. She thought of it as just another way for parents to keep track of something, of their kids birth, simply write it in the album and forget about it, until you look at the album again. "Let's get you some water, and you can go to the nurse after all right?" Ms.Sidney smiled. Phe nodded her head and agreed. She couldn't smile, all she was thinking about is what happened.

what could have happened.