Into You.
Everyone had their opinions. Nobody had the truth.
About 6 months had gone by since the party and that night at Tony's house. To say that things got better would be a lie. School was unbearable. I was constantly being humiliated or "picked" on by just about every other student on campus and it was starting to get real old.
Vic keeps telling me that it will blow over but it's been 6 months and the situation is just getting worse. I hate getting up every morning knowing that I had to go to school. Mama and Papa Fuentes try their best to help me and encourage me, they don't know how bad it really is. I don't want to tell them how bad it really is either, I don't want to worry them.
Apart from a crappy school life, the guys and I had gotten a lot closer, at least we did for the first 2 and a half months after the incident. They all then got real busy with their band stuff and stuff, they even won the school's battle of the bands and gained a lot of fans. Everyone wanted to be associated with them because they were in a somewhat known band. I was happy for them, they all loved music and poured their hearts into it, I just wish they wouldn't shove me to the side all the time.
I had just gotten to school, I had started walking to school because Vic would leave way early and Mike started getting a ride from this other band that went to our school and had befriended Mike and the guys.
I hated being here, this school, the people, it felt like everyone knew a twisted version of the truth. As I walked down the hall I could feel the stares and hear the whispers. Everyone had their own version of what happened. Everyone had their opinions. Nobody had the truth. That bugged me more than I should have let it.
After what felt like an eternity I made it to my locker. 'Slut' was nicely spray painted at the from of it. I sighed and opened the locker and grabbed whatever I would need for my first two classes before slamming it shut. Nothing new.
I usually met up with Mike and Tony but as I looked towards their lockers they were nowhere to be found. Then again, it had been like this for the last 4 months now. Sometimes it felt like they wanted nothing to do with me anymore because everywhere I went someone was always saying something mean or throwing something at me and I guess I can't exactly blame them, if I were the guys, I wouldn't want to hangout with me either.
I walked to class and sat in the seat placed in the back of the room closest to the door. The teacher walked in and began a very boring lecture. A couple minuets into class Tony barged in and an instant smile graced my face. Finally, someone I could talk to.
After being scolded Tony began making his way over to the back of the room. Instead of sitting where he normally sat, he sat two seats away from me and started talking to Alicia. Alicia is "a groupie" her words not mine.
Class continued and Tony wouldn't even look towards me. Ouch. The bell rang and I quickly gathered my things and left.
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Lunch eventually rolled by and it sucked. I didn't sit in the cafeteria anymore, too many people. I sat outside, on a bench under a tree by my next class. No one bothered me here, usually. Today was one of those good days where I was left alone. I guess it was better this way.
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After school I stopped by my locker and grabbed what I needed. I began making my way down the hall towards the exit before I was tripped by none other than Alicia. I fell and sighed before getting up. I heard her obnoxious laugh as I stood up and grabbed my backpack. I looked up and noticed Alicia and her friends laughing and Tony just standing there with them not doing anything.
I locked eyes with him and shook my head before walking away and out of the freaking hell hole that was school
"Jesus, can you hurry the fuck up?" came Mike's voice from outside of the school.
"Why?" I asked him with a confused look.
"Uhh because I want to go home and Ma said that I had to find you a ride because she doesn't want you walking." he stated like if it was the most obvious thing in the world.
"I can walk Mike." I told him.
"I don't have time for this so get in the car." I looked in the car and it was Vic and Jaime. I got into the back seat and looked out the window, not saying a word.
"What the hell is your problem lately?" asked Mike all of a sudden.
"My problem? I don't have a problem." I told him.
"Right."
"What the fuck Mike? You're the one who started acting like a bitch not me." I told him, getting angry.
"Oh please, I just got tired of your fucking attitude."
"I'm sure that's what it was." I snapped.
"What the fuck is that supposed to mean?"
"Why don't you fucking figure it out for yourself huh?"
"I'm so fucking tired of you. No wonder your mom shipped you off, she probably just got tired of you too!" he screamed.
"Fuck you Mike." I told him and went back to starring out the window. Do not cry, do not fucking cry in front of him. Don't you fucking dare cry.
Vic keeps telling me that it will blow over but it's been 6 months and the situation is just getting worse. I hate getting up every morning knowing that I had to go to school. Mama and Papa Fuentes try their best to help me and encourage me, they don't know how bad it really is. I don't want to tell them how bad it really is either, I don't want to worry them.
Apart from a crappy school life, the guys and I had gotten a lot closer, at least we did for the first 2 and a half months after the incident. They all then got real busy with their band stuff and stuff, they even won the school's battle of the bands and gained a lot of fans. Everyone wanted to be associated with them because they were in a somewhat known band. I was happy for them, they all loved music and poured their hearts into it, I just wish they wouldn't shove me to the side all the time.
I had just gotten to school, I had started walking to school because Vic would leave way early and Mike started getting a ride from this other band that went to our school and had befriended Mike and the guys.
I hated being here, this school, the people, it felt like everyone knew a twisted version of the truth. As I walked down the hall I could feel the stares and hear the whispers. Everyone had their own version of what happened. Everyone had their opinions. Nobody had the truth. That bugged me more than I should have let it.
After what felt like an eternity I made it to my locker. 'Slut' was nicely spray painted at the from of it. I sighed and opened the locker and grabbed whatever I would need for my first two classes before slamming it shut. Nothing new.
I usually met up with Mike and Tony but as I looked towards their lockers they were nowhere to be found. Then again, it had been like this for the last 4 months now. Sometimes it felt like they wanted nothing to do with me anymore because everywhere I went someone was always saying something mean or throwing something at me and I guess I can't exactly blame them, if I were the guys, I wouldn't want to hangout with me either.
I walked to class and sat in the seat placed in the back of the room closest to the door. The teacher walked in and began a very boring lecture. A couple minuets into class Tony barged in and an instant smile graced my face. Finally, someone I could talk to.
After being scolded Tony began making his way over to the back of the room. Instead of sitting where he normally sat, he sat two seats away from me and started talking to Alicia. Alicia is "a groupie" her words not mine.
Class continued and Tony wouldn't even look towards me. Ouch. The bell rang and I quickly gathered my things and left.
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Lunch eventually rolled by and it sucked. I didn't sit in the cafeteria anymore, too many people. I sat outside, on a bench under a tree by my next class. No one bothered me here, usually. Today was one of those good days where I was left alone. I guess it was better this way.
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After school I stopped by my locker and grabbed what I needed. I began making my way down the hall towards the exit before I was tripped by none other than Alicia. I fell and sighed before getting up. I heard her obnoxious laugh as I stood up and grabbed my backpack. I looked up and noticed Alicia and her friends laughing and Tony just standing there with them not doing anything.
I locked eyes with him and shook my head before walking away and out of the freaking hell hole that was school
"Jesus, can you hurry the fuck up?" came Mike's voice from outside of the school.
"Why?" I asked him with a confused look.
"Uhh because I want to go home and Ma said that I had to find you a ride because she doesn't want you walking." he stated like if it was the most obvious thing in the world.
"I can walk Mike." I told him.
"I don't have time for this so get in the car." I looked in the car and it was Vic and Jaime. I got into the back seat and looked out the window, not saying a word.
"What the hell is your problem lately?" asked Mike all of a sudden.
"My problem? I don't have a problem." I told him.
"Right."
"What the fuck Mike? You're the one who started acting like a bitch not me." I told him, getting angry.
"Oh please, I just got tired of your fucking attitude."
"I'm sure that's what it was." I snapped.
"What the fuck is that supposed to mean?"
"Why don't you fucking figure it out for yourself huh?"
"I'm so fucking tired of you. No wonder your mom shipped you off, she probably just got tired of you too!" he screamed.
"Fuck you Mike." I told him and went back to starring out the window. Do not cry, do not fucking cry in front of him. Don't you fucking dare cry.
Notes
Sorry for taking FOREVER!More updates SOON I promise! for realsies!
Thanks for reading!
update soon plzz
3/2/17