Alone

14~Band Clan~14

Well the last week of summer came and went. I spent most of it with Luke and a day or two bonding with Cal, especially after our little fall out.

Waking up, I decided that I was going to wear my Blink 182 tank top, ripped skinny jeans, and combat boots. I put on multiple bracelets to cover my cuts, and I pulled my hair up into a cute bun.

I put my makeup on kinda heavy today, but not too bad. I looked in the mirror and approved my look.

I brushed my teeth, grabbed my bag and walked down the stairs.

"Hey Cal, I'm ready," I heard him put his cereal bowl in the sink.

"Okay, I'm coming," he came through the door and grabbed his keys. He looked emotionless and normally he shows some kind of emotion.

"What's wrong?" I asked sliding into his car.

"I hate school," he muttered throwing his bag in the back.

"Well I do too, but I don't act like that," I gestured to him.

"Winny," he turned to me, "when you are as bullied as I am, you learn to block off your emotions. It's nothing new," he turned back to the wheel and started the car, pulling out of the drive way.

We pulled up to the school and I saw kids scattered all over the school yard.

Cal got out and grabbed our bags, he tossed mine to me over the car, threw his over his shoulder, stuck his hand in his pocket and walked off.

"Calum, wait," I said jogging up next to him.

"Sorry," he whispered, looking at the ground. I nodded off his apology.

"Hey Cal!" A group of boys yelled from across the yard.

"Shit," he muttered walking faster. I stopped dead in my tracks, he ran back and pulled on my arm.

"Let's go," he whispered angrily.

"No, who are they?" I asked pointing at them.

"Boys, they are just boys," he said pulling on my arm. The boys finally got to us.

"Cal, we're having a party this weekend, be there," they walked back, and Cal stood motionless, probably mentally scratching his head. I raised my eyebrows at him.

"Who are they? You obviously know them," I said, pulling my arm from his grip.

"Bullies," was all he said. I shrugged and walked away, but he didn't follow. He was still standing there, motionless.

I stomped over to him and grabbed him by his backpack and pulled him with me.

"Alright let's go zombie boy," when we got to the doors, he finally snapped out of his phase. I took a look at my schedule.

"Okay where is this at?" I pointed at my first class.

"Geometry, we have that together, so I'll walk with you," he said striding towards Michael.

"Hey kid," Michael bro-hugged Calum, "hey Winny," he smiled at me. I smiled back.

"What do you have first class?" Asked Calum.

"Geometry," Michael answered taking a look at his schedule, "same class as Luke," he said. My tummy got butterfly's, because I have the worst class with the best boy.

"Us too," said Calum motioning at me.

"Coincidence yeah?" Asked Michael.

"I think not," chuckled Calum. We started towards a set of stairs and entered the first hallway on the right. Our classroom was the fifth door on the left. I walked in and saw Luke leaning on a desk, looking all hot and shit. He glanced at the door taking a double take.