Sunset Red hair

Well I've been in this math classroom for what seems like forever. I don't know anybody here either. When I first arrived to the classroom, Mr Gomersal, introduced me to the class and made me embarrass myself in front of everyone. I can feel people staring at me, and then I see a small boy at the front glaring at me. He has sunset orange hair and tanned skin. When the bell finally rings and I pack my stuff away I see Johnny at the back staring me - so that's why I feel uneasy. He stands scowling at the red-haired boy like a bull waiting to charge any moment. The boy skips over to me a jolly, says hello and wanders off. His voice does not match his appearance, a broad masculine voice. I wander for a while in the halls, every step with the tips of my feet, I don't know where I'm going, but I don't over think it. I decide my brain isn't right for another lesson, I decide to wonder into a small corridor, nobody really goes there other than the alt smokers. None of them question it when I sit close by to them and rest my head down. A rough looking boy around 6ft hovers over me tapping my back, "Hey new girl, you alright?"

"Oh I'm so sorry to bother you, just came here to skip English, I can go if you want-" Another girl cuts me off after a wave of giggles gooses over them. "Everyone's accepted in out group, just don't be a dick, and we won't have a problem" Over the course of a few weeks I hang out with them more,,, and I see Johnny less and less every week. Around 4 weeks from meeting them, I lay crying in my room. I had no reason to just over-thinking, and I guess It's good to cry sometimes. Johnny comes and sits next to me- I can feel the cold embrace of his hand on my back. "Where have you been?" I plead, tears screaming down my face.

"The boy, the boy u talked to today" Not going to ask why I'm upset he's so kind, probably back to something about him. A rush of hatred waves over me, was I being jealous that he doesn't want to cradle me till is too crying, or kiss me until I know longer remember crying myself. What in the world. These thoughts aren't my own. "What about the boy?"

"Talk to him become friends, you've changed a lot when I went" I have been hanging out with different people from normal.

"Youre not befriending people i want you to" Anger is all I feel, he's disappointed that im not hanging with people he likes. He's trying to control me, it seems he's trying to live through me. I wave him away and tell him to leaves, he looks reluctant but does so. And I continue to cry until I drift off to an agonising sleep.

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