Okay so before I write this, I would like to mention that I wrote this for a narrative assignment in my English class. ---------------------------------------- This morning I wake up from the most disturbing sound ever, my alarm clock. I gradually make my way out of my glorious bed and press the blue snooze button on my alarm clock. I then start choosing my clothes for the day which takes me a half hour to be satisfied of what I'm wearing. I wear my yellow frilled shirt, black skinny jeans, and of course my black buckle boots. I then shuffle my way to the bathroom and straighten my wild fire of dark brown curly hair. Then all is sudden the stressing sound of my alarm clock came back rushing into my ears. I walk back to my brightly purple colored room and turn off the alarm clock once again. When I noticed its seven-twenty five and my bus comes at seven thirty! I quickly run into my bathroom and apply dark brown Clinique eyeliner and peach colored blush. When I'm done I head my way down stairs, when I start to hear the roar of the bus engine. I grab my bag and swiftly get to the bus stop where a bright yellow and black stripped bus awaits me. I climb up the tiny stairs, go through the isle and sit with a girl that has long and when I say long I mean long dark brown hair. On the bus I'm greeted with the usual frowns and yawns from the overly tired students. It take fifth teen minutes or so for us to arrive at the destination, Sunny Side High. To be honest I find nothing sunny and cheery at the school at all. When I get off the bus I start going through the pathway that leads into this messed up, horrible school. When all of sudden a hand with sharp nails grasps my shoulder and pulls me back. I turn around quickly and see to girls with smirks up to their eye brows staring at me. One of the those girls is named Mykayla and she has bluish grayish eyes that seem to suck the life out of you when you look at them, bone straight blonde hair, and today she was wearing yoga pants with with a black tank top with a pink Aeropostal sweat shirt on top. The other girl is named Emily and she has bright vibrant blue eyes, wavy short blonde hair, and today she was wearing a blue V-neck with a panda on it and acid washed boot cut jeans. In my opinion I hate these girls! I always feel like they are out to get me. Also they like to bother me a lot like last week I was walking to my next class and they pushed me into the janitors close and locked the door. I was in there for the whole school day and nobody seemed to help me in any way! "Hey" says Mykayla with her high pitched voice that bothers the crap out of me. I first look puzzled and confused that she actually wants to start a conversation with me. "Hi" I say back still confused. "Did you hear that little rumor?" says Mykayla with the gigantic smirk returning to her face. "No, whats the rumor now?" I reply a little confused on where this conversation is leading to. "That somebody escaped from jail, and supposedly its a murderer." Says Emily wit fear written all over that face of hers. "We think you know this person!" coed Mykayla. Then I realize the real reason of this is to hurt me again. "No I don't know any people from jail." I reply back with a grin to make sure they know that this doesn't bother me. "Well your mom is in jail and probably some other realities of yours." say Mykayla with her grin getting wider than before. "Leave me alone!" I exclaim with my face burning a little when I remember what happened to my mom. "We can't do that since we control you, Sabrina!" shouts Emily with her smirk leaving her expression. "Every one knows that your nothing, but a pathetic little thing that needs to be taught a lesson." says Mykayla I her I'm-way-better-than-you tone of voice. Right then and there I try sprinting away from them, but it's too late. Emily already has her grip on my arm and won't let me free. "we are going to take you some where special" both of them whisper in my ears while dragging me inside the school and into a empty classroom. "Let me go!!" I scream again and again. But do they listen? Nope. They just push me down to a small blue chair and wrap rope around me. "Calm down." coed Emily. "we just wanna play with you." It's hard to see since the lights are off, but I do notice in the dim light coming from out side that Mykayla is getting long red scissors out of the blue supply closet next to the door. "what are you doing?!" I shout even louder than before. "you'll find out." calmly say Mykayla. I can see Mykayla getting closer to me and I try my best to get out of the chair, but I can't. Then all of a sudden a sharp pain comes from my arm. I wiggle one of my hands through the rope and touch my arm. It was covered in a red thick liquid. "Help!!" I scream right when those two leave the room, but does anyone help me? Nope. I have to sit here and suffer for a reason I don't know.