Sorry about how short this part is..Also I don't particularly like this chapter either, thoughts?
The bell rang midway through a song I wasn’t listening to and I ignored it, I ad class but I wasn’t going to it ‘Stuff this’ I quietly thought as I packed up and began to walk out of the library and out the front gates of the school. I slowed down now that I was out of the school grounds, they couldn’t physically do anything to get me back into school; they weren’t allowed to. My thoughts began to wander again as I ambled towards home, Fridays were good for this, I always had a free last period and if I walked slow enough I normally got home around the same time I normally would if I stayed for 5th period. I sat down by the little creek bed that I had to cross before I had to jump a fence, which was if I wanted to go the quick way. I watched as the water tumbled by, my thoughts recalling upon the last time he and I had talked or even been close to each other.
He slapped me on the butt before grabbing my hand and asking me what I was doing. I quickly replied “nothing” but I wasn’t confident enough in my speech and he spun me around to face him.
“What do you mean nothing?” He replied sternly “It doesn’t look like nothing, going off to have something else to eat are we? Look you’ve already got fat upon fat in your legs don’t want to put anymore on now do we?” He whispered the last part into my ear.
I began to pull away as he whispered to me exclaiming “let go of me” as I pulled against his grasp he squeezed around my wrist tighter and then let go, leaving a red mark. ‘Shit’ I thought ‘this is going to bruise’ I pulled my jumper over the mark hoping no one would see.
I was quickly pulled out of the scene as a motorbike flashed past and through the water; I shielded myself with my hand and got up. I stretched my legs out and quickly ran up the hill and jumped the fence, I loved to do this a 6ft fence and I was easily able to climb over it without slowing down too much. I walked down to my street and turned the corner noticing mum wasn’t home yet I silently did a victory dance as I knew that I was able to make her think that I had eaten, by leaving things out and getting crumbs on the chopping board. I got my key out of my bag and opened up the door, closing it quietly behind me. I dumped my bag off in my bedroom and got changed out of my ratty school uniform into even rattier trackies and jumper. I then proceeded into the kitchen making sure that I only stepped IN the tiles and in ones that had nothing in them, also not stepping on any lines or ones that weren’t fully complete around the edge of the room, this was my ritual throughout the house, mum hated the tiles and often told me that we were ‘going to get rid of the tiles just so you can’t obsess about the anymore’. I laughed quietly at this; mum hated my habits so much.
I sat back and waited for the computer to start up, as it did I logged into my account and signed onto msn; no one was on yet of course, they were all still at school, ‘how lucky they are’ I thought to myself sarcastically. I began to poke fun at one of the bots, noticing that I had no new emails and got bored halfway through, so I logged off and left the computer on standby. I looked in the mirror across the room from me and looked at myself.
‘FAT!’ she yelled at me over and over again, I knew I had to do this, get down to that number, I knew I could do it. I realised then that I had to get out of the house; I needed to clear my mind, so I left a note.
‘Mum
Be back soon. I have my mobile on me if you need me.
I love you.’
I rummaged around my bag and got out my iPod, keys and mobile, making sure it was on silent so they couldn’t bother me then left the note on the bench as I went out the door locking it behind me. I bolted away from home.
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On a side note, the thing with the tiles, I do ALL the time. I cannot stand it if I don't, like on the way to school i step on every second crack in the pavement and if I miss one I go back and step on it. Call me obsessed if you want.
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