A bad boy

My alarm clock alarm goes off, making an annoying noise that causes me to jump up and down in my bed, opening my eyes in the process, but I close them a second later, mentally cursing the creator of alarm clocks. Especially that one that sounded so loud that I imagine all the neighbors hear it.The horrible Monday had arrived, it was the middle of the semester. There were still months to go and I was praying for that to happen, to be able to escape the suffering that was high school. I reached out my hand, turning off the noisy thing and sat up in bed, rubbing my eyes and giving a little yawn. For some reason I stare at a shoe in the corner of my room, seconds pass and I wonder what I'm doing.Half an hour after showering and putting on my usual baggy gray clothes, I grab my backpack and get ready to leave my room to go to the kitchen for breakfast. The first thing I see is Dad making toast, but I think he's burned one because I hear him curse."Everything okay?"I ask, hiding a smile,

Colton broke away from me immediately and looked out the window."Shit" he cursed, putting the knife in his back pocket. "The police are out front, you have to come down.""What?" I was scared now, I didn't want to get involved with cops or anything like that. Colton was desperate, but not that desperate, he was calm in spite of everything. What am I supposed to tell him?"Make something up, if they ask for me...." He watched me carefully... "You'll say what you think best." He stepped back and sat on the edge of my bed, leaning his back against the back of it. "That's if: you haven't seen me, you don't even know me."The doorbell rang again. I was stunned, lying to the police is a crime, however, I remembered that Dad would be coming and if he looked at the police he would be alarmed.I nodded, adjusting my glasses, gave Colton a quick glance and then left my room. I walked down the stairs with trembling feet and went to open the door. Two policemen stood in front of me."Good evenin

The alarm on my alarm clock has been going off about three more times for quite a while now. I squeeze my eyes shut and tell myself I won't wake up again. I manage to sit up in bed and rub my eyes. My hair must be a mess since I feel it all over my face. I get up, head to the bathroom and take a quick shower.When I get out I head to my closet, I decide on some black pants, baggy obviously, a long sleeved shirt and some converse in white. I comb my hair, leaving it loose and put on my glasses. I tidy my desk, putting pencils and some notebooks in my bag. When I'm ready I glance in the mirror. I bite my lower lip since it doesn't show my true figure and, before I walk out the door, my eyes fall on my bedroom window, which has the curtain drawn, revealing Colton's room.He's not in bed so I guess he's getting ready for school. I push him aside, open my door and head downstairs. Downstairs Dad prepares some meat pies, Angelique is already sitting in her place, eating breakfast. I drop my

I was so nervous that I didn't think things through, I didn't think about what I was going to do, I just did it, I wrapped my arms around Colton's waist, taking him by surprise, since at first he didn't return my embrace, but I imagine I gave him some kind of pity because little by little he wrapped his arms around my back, feeling at that moment his warmth.I felt good, I admit it, little by little I was calming down, until my sobs were no longer audible. Colton's hand rubbed my back but he didn't say anything.-Are you calmer? -he asked with some concern.-I think so," I replied, pulling away from him. Thank you, Colton... -I looked at him- If it hadn't been for you...-Shhh," he shushed me, "don't even say it. Colton lifted his hand, wiping away a small tear that fell down my cheek. I felt his touch, warm and warm, my skin tingled at that moment. I could also tell that my glasses had fallen off in the path of the struggle because I didn't have them on me. My eyes were on Colton w

When we arrived at the party the house was too crowded, there were people even outside, chatting and drinking from a red glass. Darren took me inside the house, I didn't miss his hand on my waist, I didn't like him doing that. I felt uncomfortable. The music was blaring too loud. People were pushing and shoving and everything.-Darren! -someone exclaimed from behind us. We both turned to look. There came a slim, dark-haired girl. She approached Darren with a big smile on her face.-Brenda, when did you get here? -asked my companion, too surprised.-Today in the afternoon, I heard there was a party today and we decided to come," she answered.-We decided? -Darren asked.-Yes, Kendra came anyway," she replied.I noticed Darren tensed up so I gave him a quick glance, until he set his sights on me.-Monique, I'm sorry," he said and then looked at Brenda. This is Monique, a friend," he introduced me.Brenda looked at me, smiling.-Hi, I'm Brenda," she shook her hand. I took it hesitantly.