Back to school

                                    

                                          
Students stare and whisper as I walk through the halls. I keep my head down and avoid any eye contact. "Storm hey!" Derek walks beside me. "I'm guessing everyone knows." I mumble. "Not really they only know rumors that have been spreading around only we know the truth. Ignore the others. What is Mr. Mendes doing to your locker?" The moment Shawn saw me he turned on his heels and walked away. He's been acting weird since we left his house. I get to my vandalized locker, students wrote vulgar words on my locker. Some wrote slut, others called me bitch, the parts Shawn slightly tried to scrub away I could still tell what it says. "I lost my star player because of you." I look at coach Vencint standing behind me. "Why couldn't you just take it and handle it like an adult instead of crying and being dramatic. You should be thrilled that a guy even wanted you." Derek stands in front of me. "How could you say that? You're a teacher you shouldn't say those things to a student." Coach Vencint cocks a brow. "Defending the slut I see." I grab Derek's arm and stop him. "It's ok, I'm used to it. Let's just get to class." He drapes an arm I've my shoulder. "You shouldn't be."
I can hear a few students whispering about me and some throwing random objects at me while the teacher wasn't looking. "Whore." A girl with red hair that sits next to me says. I ignore her and everyone else like Derek told me to do but, it's hard. I want to tell people what really happened that what they did to me was on them. I'm the victim not them. But, I can't, I can't tell them the truth, it will just makes thing worse. They will think I'm lying or trying to gain attention which, some already think I'm doing. It was only a specific group of people that hate me for no absolute reason now it's the whole school. "Alright class that is it for the day please make sure you turn in your homework before you go." Homework? I never received any homework. "Oh miss Reed don't worry about the homework.m you've been through enough I didn't need to stress you out even more. Rumors are spreading around but I don't believe them. What happened to you wasn't your fault. You're the victim not them. Don't pay attention to the students or teachers around here they're just ignorant fools." I smile. "Thank you Mrs. Patterson." She nods. Well, not the whole school hates me.
"Next week is the festival make sure you have your t-shirts, money for food and drinks, and your jacket because it will be a little chilly out. Don't forget the winter prep rally next month. Any questions or ideas for the group?" Silence. No one says a peep. "Alright that is all for today get home safely." Shawn hasn't spoke to me all day. "Shawn?" He looks up at me. "Hey whats up? Make this quick I have a meeting with a teacher." I shake my head. "Never mind." What is his deal? He was all lovey dovey with me at his place for the week now he's kind of pushing me aside and avoiding me. Does he not like me anymore? Was he just using me? Was he doing all that stuff because he felt bad for me? I leave the music room fighting back the tears that threatening to submerge. I forgot my book! I walk back to the music room and find Mrs. Stewart making out with Shawn. Mind you, she's married and it seems like the two of them don't care. I decide to leave the book and go. He was using me, I was nothing but a toy, I was only there to entertain him. How could he ever like someone like me. "Storm, there you are! Want to go get ramen? My treat." I nod with a smile. "Sure." He stands in front of me with a worried look on his face. "Are you ok? You look like someone who just got cheated on." Yea you can say that. "I'm fine, really, I am." He nods. "Storm." Shawn runs up to us with my book in his hand. "Good thing I caught you in time. You left your book. Are you ok?" I take the book from him. Without making eye contact I ask him. "How was your meeting with Mrs. Stewart?" His eyes widens. "Storm I-" I walk off before he could finish his sentence. "Did Mr. Mendes do something wrong? You seem to be upset about something. I wish you would tell me." He gently grabs my hand. "I want to be there for you." My face heats up at his words, I don't know what to say. What can I say? I remove my hand from his, I'm not sure if I should. My relationship with Jackson was abusive and the Shawn was only with me because he felt bad and now Derek. He's a nice guy but I'm sure if I want to be with him since he dated Zoe. "Before I was with Zoe I thought you were cute, different from all the other girls and I wanted you but Jackson swooped you up and then Zoe came along as well and we became a thing. She was beautiful but ugly at the same time. You, you're beautiful inside and out, you deserve better." What should I say? I can't think of anything to say or tell him. Would if I tell him the wrong thing and he gets mad and hurt me. No, Derek is not like that, I never seen him get angry to the point he will hurt someone. I don't know what to do with this information. It's too soon for me would if it goes wrong again? Why is he telling me this now? Before I could say anything he gently press his lips against mine. He pulls back with a smile. "Your lips are soft." I look over and Shawn looked pissed.