It could of been worse...or could it?

It could have been worse...or could it?

I hate my life.  I just want to run away from it all.  I’ve got no friends, no ambition and no hope.  Why can’t there be a restart button, a new beginning?  Because I’m telling you now, that really would help!  Every day is a day of misery; I wake up to the sound of my alarm at 6:30am and reluctantly force myself from beneath my warm pit, and stumble to the bathroom to have a wash and clean my teeth, I never have breakfast, not because I don’t feel hungry (because I very often do) but because there’s never any food in.

At approximately 6:45/7:00, I start to drag my school uniform on and slip my feet into my scuffed school shoes. I then finish packing my bag for around 7:20 and head out the front door. School only starts at 9 and I only live 10 minutes away from it but if I leave this early then I miss approximately 75% of the other students, therefore I miss around 75% of the name-calling and teasing.

The route I take for school is actually quite dangerous, as I cut quite a few of the council estates...I’m not being nasty but they are actually really rough and risky places to be, the roads teem with litter and drunken men stumble helplessly from street to street, and look for nothing but trouble. Teens make rude remarks and judgements as I walk past and the smaller kids throw eggs at me and the druggies that are asleep in the bins or on the benches.  It’s really quite scary and intimidating but at least I know that it could be a lot worse. A hell lot worse.

School itself is no better.  In fact it’s worse.  So much so that 9 out of 10 days I go home crying and upset, the other I am left feeling hurt and frustrated...It’s just a vicious circle...

“That’s a very emotional piece Emily, are you ok?”

“Yep.”  I snapped harshly, I didn’t mean for it to sound like that

“I’m sorry, I...”  We both chorused.  That was a bit strange, in-fact that was very strange.

“Go and sit down.”  Said Mrs Spooner softly

“K” I replied, I sat back down at my table and Amber gave me a funny look, “What?” I asked annoyed, I didn’t get what her problem was, “Nothing, Jeez!” “What was Mrs asking you?”

“Nothing to do with you!”  I replied stubbornly, I didn’t mean that to sound like it did either!

“Ok you two, chill your little bum cheeks!”  Said a voice from the other side of the table.  I switched my head to see Amy, Scarlett and Ben sniggering, “Shut-up” I said harshly “why?”  Giggled Scarlett, “Aww...Somebody going to run home crying?  Aww...Diddums”

I’ve had enough of people calling me...I mean, it might not seem that bad but things like this really get to me, and I do go home crying, so that made it all the more painful. “I said, SHUTUP!”  I shouted, and the classroom silenced, “Err, girls” Said Mrs Spooner sternly, breaking the silence, “Go and wait outside”

We grabbed our bags and pushed our way to the door; Amber flung the door open and whacked me in the head “OW!”  I cried, “There was no need for that!”

“Oh I think there was” Said amber smugly.  She was really getting on my nerves now!  I tried to ignore her nasty comments, but they became too much for me to hold in.  Come on I’d bottled it up for so long now, the bottle was overflowing...

SMACK!  My arm helplessly threw itself at Amber, and I watched with sheer regret as she stumbled backwards, tears streaming down her face...Oops. “I’m sorry” I said worried, I hadn’t meant to hit her, well I had, but not that hard!

I looked at her and there was a giant red hand imprint on the left side of her face, her left eye was twitching, and so was her shoulder, and so was her arm, and so was her fingers, and so was her legs...until I was gazing helplessly at this mean and vicious, yet worryingly shuddering Amber, I ran into the classroom, only to get shouted at and the door slammed right into my face (Yet again!)  She wouldn’t even listen to what I had to say!  “But Mrs, It’s an emergency!!!”  I screamed, no answer, “MRS!  I NEED YOUR HELP!” still no answer...  All the other classrooms were empty, as many years were on school a residential, and the others were at home studying, I was going to have to try and help Amber myself...

Unaware of what was wrong with Amber, I removed her blazer and her necklace.  As I picked her blazer up off the floor, a small bottle of pills rolled out of her pocket and down the corridor, I scrambled to my feet and chased the bottle, finally outrunning its fast pace and picking it up, the bottle read, “ONLY to be used by Miss Amber Leyland.  ONLY use in case of an epileptic seizure/fit.”

Suddenly realising what was wrong with Amber, I ran back down the corridor to find her still shaking; only now was she heading towards the bins...AGHH! I quickly pushed the bins out of the way, leaving her with a few more feet, and forced a pill down her throat. “Whatever is your problem?”  Said Mrs Spooner in an annoyed tone, “And was it really necessary for all that screaming and shouting?  Hmm?”

“YES.  IT IS NECESSARY.  AND IT STILL IS!  AMBER’S HAVING A SEIZURE!”

“OH my word...why didn’t you come and shout me?”  Said Mrs Spooner questioningly, and looked surprised at the glare that I replied to her with “What?” She asked innocently...

“AMBER IS HAVING A SEIZURE YOU LOUSY OLD BAG!!!  AND I WAS SHOUTING YOU BUT YOU JUST COMPLETELY IGNORED ME!”  I screamed fiercely, turning my attention back onto Amber, Who had now stopped shaking so violently but was still unaware of what was going on.

“EMILY!  DON'T YOU DARE SPEAK TO A TEACHER LIKE THAT!  YOU DO REALISE THE DISAPLINES THAT WILL BE APPLIED HERE WILL BE RATHER HARSH?”

“Look”, I said, getting rather upset and frustrated, “I don’t care what stupid disciplines I’m given, I just know how serious this is, I might not even like Amber...Correction...I HATE Amber, she makes me feel so bad about myself, but I can’t just not care about the situation, I can’t just let someone die of an illness that they can’t help having, not like I did with my brother...”

I fell to my knees and sobbed my heart out, I had never come clean with it, but yes, I had helplessly watched my dearest younger brother, john, die of an epileptic fit that was so severe that his body gave up and that very day at 2:23pm he was announced dead...

“I'm so sorry Emily”

“It doesn’t matter” I cried, the tears making my eyesight all blurry. I felt really bad, but also rather relieved that I had actually admitted the fact that my brother had died, I had never told anyone, I felt that if I did tell anyone I’d let john down, and so I kept it a forbidden secret and had kept my promise to never tell, and I hadn’t, not until today.

I looked back to see that  Amber had now stopped shaking, and I smiled, I hated that girl, but god was it good to see that she was ok and alive!  She looked up at me, confused, stood back up and grabbed her blazer and pills out of my hands, called me a perv, and stumbled back into the classroom.  I laughed, everything was back to usual, but Mrs Spooner looked up at Amber in dismay, “Is she always like that with you?”

“Yep” I replied

“And after everything you did for her, and she treats you like dog muck!”

“Yep.  But she won’t remember anything that just happened” I sighed, “Oh well”

“Well she might not remember, but she needs to be told, I know, I’ll ring her parents tonight and tell them everything, and...”

“...Mrs” I said, interrupting her “I’d rather you didn’t”

“Well, I’d rather have my pupils treat one another with respect!”

“Ok, just don’t make Amber hate me anymore than she already does, mind you, she probably couldn’t hate me anymore!”

I got up and walked back into the classroom, Mrs Spooner following shortly after me.  I sat back down at the table and everyone started to laugh, what had they done now? My chair felt the slightest bit slimy, and then I realised that the little rats had covered it with glue! Urgh!  Even Amber was laughing!  Ok, I didn’t expect her to suddenly be super nice to me, but it did hurt me to know that I had practically saved her life, only for her to throw it back in my face and make me feel bad about it! Honestly!

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Author's Note

This isn't all of the story..jus a few sections :) x

Reviews

[rae52]

its great i can't wait for more
only thing every time someone speaks you need a new line
“I said, SHUTUP!” I shouted, and the classroom silenced, “Err, girls” Said Mrs Spooner sternly, breaking the silence, “Go and wait outside”

“I said, SHUTUP!” I shouted, and the classroom silenced,
“Err, girls” Said Mrs Spooner sternly, breaking the silence, “Go and wait outside”

[Marie Harrison]

Cool story.
I was pulled into the story quickly.
It was fast paced and interesting.
Loved the ending too!