4 ~ Thomas
I move my pencil across the page, not actually talking the notes, just moving the pencil.
My mind, it's numb. I think I over worked myself, because I can no longer focus on my work. Not in one class had I actually listened, and it scared me.
Glancing around to my peers, I find that nobody is really listening. It's obvious, Mr. Wilson either doesn't know, or just doesn't care.
He writes something on the whiteboard, I try to balance my glasses so I could see better, but they fall crooked once again. The way the frame sits on my nose is painful after a while. However was my mistake for leaving them on the floor beside my bed last night. I stepped on them, thankfully, they didn't snap in half.
I jump, the last bell echoing into the room. My chair scrapes the floor as I scoot out of it. Grabbing my books, I walk to the door, ready to escape the building .
"Mr. Hood?"
I turn back to Mr. Wilson. He was leaning against his desk, arms crossed over his chest.
I gulp. His stance reminding me too much of my own fathers when he chastises me.
"Yessir?" I hug my books to my chest, hiding my sweating hands. I've been very on-edge lately, hopefully he's not going to be mad at me also.
He bites his lip. " can you sit down for a moment? I'd like to speak to you." He gestures to the desk directly in front of him.
I nod, setting my books on the desk, and sitting in the blue, plastic chair.
" Thomas, is everything alright with you?" He asks, voice light, as if he can tell I'm in a fragile state.
I look down my my hands, ripping the corner of some random worksheet. I can feel his wondering eyes on my every move.
"I'm fine sir."
It goes quite and I find my self looking back up at him. His eyebrows were furrowed, he looked like he was pondering something.
"I know somethings up, Thomas. You've been spacing out during my class. You never raise your hand to answer questions anymore. Whats wrong?" He runs his hand through his salt and pepper hair.
"I'm fine. I Really am. I'm just tired." I grab my books. "I'm sorry, Mr. Wilson, but I need to get going."
He nods. " alright. Have a good day Thomas, and remember, you can tell me anything." He flashes me a bright smile.
"Yessir." I mumble, quickly walking out of the room.
The hallways are eerily vacant, only the small pats of my foot steps were echoing down the thin walkways. A chill ran down my back, causing me to quicken my step to my locker.
I ball of anxiety forms in my stomach. My fingers fumble with the lock. It too quite. I open my locker and shove my things into my bag. I just want to leave.
I don't even want to go home, because I know Calum skipped school again. I shut my locker and turn on my heel towards the door.
I just don't understand, how can he just go against them like that. Especially after they warned him.
I push open the large, green, metal doors that holds captive all the stress of school in side the old building.
I gasp, feeling my back being push against the doors.
"Look! It's uptight Thomas." I scrunch my nose up at Seth's breath. It smelt like spoiled milk.
"Seth, I really need to go home." I place my hands on his arm that was holding me back, trying to move it off my chest.
My heart is racing, is relaxing too much to ask for?
"I can't just let you go, you might fall into the cracks in the side walk." He snickers, his friends doing the same.
I can feel my cheeks heat up. I can't help that I'm so small and lanky. I've tried everything from working out to eating more than I should.
I can't even gain 2 pounds. I've been at least 15 pounds under weight for over half the year, and it's frustrating.
He pinches my cheeks, a little too hard, causing me to yelp and smack his hand away. Seth laughed.
"Awe do-"
"What's going to here?" I strong voice barked.
Seth immediately releases me from his death grip, and I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding.
"I'm sorry sir. We were just-"
"You were just leaving, goodbye Mr. Daniels." Mr. Wilson places a hand on my shoulder, protectively.
Seth nods, giving me a glare much like Calum's before running off with his crew of idiots.
"Thank you." I rub the sore spot on my back where the door handle was digging into my spine.
"No need to thank me,Thomas." He gives me a warm smile, before turning to the parking lot.
I sigh, slinging my bag over my shoulder. Why can't I just be muscular and defend myself, instead of being forced to wait until someone saves me?
The walk home from school was short, my mind to jumbled to even think.
I just want to take a nap, please.
But sadly, that won't be happening. Because you could feel the anger hit you like a bag of bricks as soon as you open my front door.
Before I could even set my book bag down, my dad was already on my case.
"Where the hell is your brother?" He takes deep breaths, something I have come to learn as a warning sign. He's about to boil over.
"I'm not sure, he wasn't at school" Guilt washes over me for selling him out like that, although, I'm sure dad already knows.
He clenches his jaw. "He wasn't at school?"
I freeze. Oops
"N-no."
He lets out a deep growl, before throwing a picture of Calum in 4th grade across the room.
I flinch, hearing the glass shatter. The pace of my breath increases as if I just finished a marathon.
"What's wrong?" My mother stairs, her brown, eyes wide at my father.
"He skipped school again, Joy!" My father tugs at his hair.
I could see the way my moms face changed, From concerned to angered in the blink of an eye.
It worries me, how much they care about the election. It's not like she's running for president, just the mayor. (A\N - I'm American just go with it)
She shakes her head. "We have to teach him a lesson, David."
I can feel my heart rate rising, along with today's lunch. What do they mean but teach him a lesson?
I quickly lock myself in the bathroom, my shaking fingers dialing Calum's number.
"What is it Thomas? I busy" He hisses, causing me to flinch.
I'm so weak.
"C-Calum? You have to come home. Right now. Dads extremely angry." I try to sound calm.
"Are you okay? Is he mad at you?" He asks, laughter irrupts in the background, making me feel bad for asking him to leave his friends.
"No, he's mad at you, well I guess me too, he's getting angered at everything." I drop my voice to a whisper once I hear someone walk by the door. "You have to come home, please" I beg.
I can hear him shuffling around. "Okay, I'm coming "
I let out a breath "hurry." I hang up, not wanting to spend to much time in the bathroom.
As soon as I walk out my mother confronts me.
"We're you just helping Calum?" She asks, hands on her hips.
I gulp. " I was just calling him to s-"
Tears blur my vision as my hands fly up to my neck where she had just smacked me.
" You will not start acting like him, you will not help him get out of trouble, you need to act impressive, not like you are now. I don't want you to disappoint me any more." She shoves my shoulder lightly.
That's it. I'm done.
I yank open the door, causing it to hit the wall with such force, I'm sure there will be at least a dint.
I run into my brother, almost knocking him down. "Thomas! Wait" Calum calls out to me, but I don't care. I just want to leave.
Following the side walk, I make my way from street light to street light, like a bug. It's dangerous in the dark, especially outside.
I blink my eyes rapidly. What is happening to my family? It's slowly falling apart, and I can't be the glue to hold it together anymore.
I wrap my arms around myself to suppress a shiver. I should have brought a jacket, it's getting colder every day.
"Hey!"
I scream and twirl around at the sudden voice, to find nobody.
"Up here!"
I look up to find a girl waving to me, the light from the street lamp blocking my view of her face. I cautiously wave back, confused as to why in the world she was talking to me. On her roof.
She swiftly throws her legs over the edge of the house, and lowering herself with her arms until she was low enough to drop to her feet with out breaking any bones. Leaving me speechless at how effortlessly she could do that.
She brushes her hands together before sticking one out In front of me, for a handshake.
"Hi, I'm Valerie."
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A\N
I wasn't going to update, because i don't want you to expect that I update, like everyday, but I decided to be nice. You're welcome.
Anyways, this chapter was longer than I expected, so I cut a few parts out that you will have to wait for.
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