Welcome to high school

“Harley! Come on get up” My mom shouted on top of her voice as she dropped a jug on the bedside. I didn't know if it was the countless nightmares or the chilling atmosphere that made me feel lazy that morning. The way my mom was wriggling me didn't make me feel any better.  "Sweetie it’s your first day,you have to get up" I lifted the duvet covering my body slowly as I rolled my eyes. My mom who looked stressed as usual, dropped a tumbler on the bedside and filled it with water. Huh yes she understands me. "Get up!" She exclaimed and lashed my buttocks. "Mom?" I caressed the spot even though it didn't hurt at all. Drinking the glass of water all at once, I saw my mom walking in the passage in an orange robe probably looking for something.  

"Just leave me alone please I beg you. Don't injure me please.Don't send me away please" I said seriously pleading.He touched the spot where I injured myself. The pain wasn't like the one I felt when I saw him but it was enough for me to cry more. "Ouch!!" I cried out with more tears forming on my face. "It's okay don't cry. I don't know but I don't actually like it when you cry." He said as he stared at me with a grin on his face. "And you just met me a few minutes ago." I said looking quite serious than I was supposed to be. "Yeah I don't know you look quite familiar." I just stood there in awe. That's the same thing I was thinking. I just tried to walk away. He stopped me again. "Who injured you." he said. His face showed that he was ready to punch anyone and I mean anyone that did such a thing to a me."Is it a senior?" he asked me. That's when people started looking at us as they passes by. I felt quite uncomfortable the

I really wanted to talk to Junior about that boy. He wasn't a good and respectful person and he is Ricky's friend? Throughout the day, I kept thinking about what happened during lunch break. It was closing time and I was ready to look for him to talk to him. "Harley I am very sorry for what happened during lunch." June said out of the blue. I didn't see her coming."Oh that witch Anna, she told me not to allow you on the table." I understood her. "It's okay what were you doing on that table anyways?" I asked her folding my arms. She didn't want to talk, it was as if she forced the words out of her mouth. "She is my cousin?" Out of awe, I gasped loudly which even made other students that were passing by also turn their heads out of curiosity. "What? How? When?" I started throwing questions that seemed rhetorical. That girl was so full of herself,way too proud.

Lizzy and I didn't know what to do, we just stood there in awe. “Come on we have to help her.”I dragged Henry away from Harley at the nick of time. “What were you trying to do there? Are you crazy?” I cried out. My anger rose up when I saw James. Innocent and drunk Harley was still lying on James's bed. “You tried to touch her! Why are boys always like this. She is like the age of your younger sister James and Henry I know your mom and I will report this behavior of yours.” She cried out. She was just irritated. I had never seen Lizzy like that before. And she had been my friend since grade 1,it was only Regina that didn't allow us to get closer. Regina was a pain in the neck. I carried her in my arms and grabbed Lizzy’s hand. “You guys will pay for this.” I said before I took my leave. I was happy that I came there before Henry did whatever he wanted to do. Gosh Henry was just about kiss her and James was caressing her laps. I was determined

Harley’s pov “Ahhh my head.” I screamed in pain. Suddenly I saw Junior coming in with a glass of water and a weird drug. I looked around the room I was in and figured out that it wasn't my room. I was terrified and confused at the same time. “Where am I? And whose clothes am I in? Ahhh!" Maybe asking the questions in one breath wasn't a good idea. Junior didn't even answer me. “Here take this glass of water. And here you go, pain killer. The pain is a little overboard because this is your first hangover.” He said that without looking at me. Before I could say anything, I heard a feminine voice call his name. “Junior! Please come here.”She cried out. “Coming!” He said in his British accent. He looked at me for the first time that day. His eyes were asking me if he could go. So I just nodded in agreeme