• At school I walked over to my locker and unlocked the blue lock. I twisted it first at the nine, then at the twelve then at the twenty-six and then finally at the two. A mean bully named harron walk over with his wanna be's behind him.
    "Oh look a nerd"
    I dont get why he said that I mean I am really pretty Im like the second prettyest girl in my school (not bragging in any way but...) anyways.
    "Please leave me alone" I said shutting the door to my locker and turning the opposite direction of harron.
    He pushed me back immediately back against the locker and grabbed my shirt. "listen, now your going to do what i say. Your going to kiss me" He said squeezing my shirt harder every other word. "Let me go" I screamed squirming around.
    But he continued. "Now if you dont enjoy it im going to beat you until your black and blue all over!" He said as I saw what he wished to do in his eyes.
    What all boys want to do. It disgusted me.
    As his lips came closer I squirmed more.
    "Hey put her down herron NOW" said a teacher running towards us. Harron let me go and gave me a look like it was my fault that he was in deep trouble.
    "Now I dont no what was in your head but you never touch a girl when not permission to. Unapropret harron!!" it was my princable.
    he pulled us to his office.
    terrified as I was All i was really thinking about was ashley and how she was doing at school. Thats all I usually think about.



    As my Mom arrived in the principles office. I was sitting in a chair outside in the hall by the secretary. She was a sweet woman but she was way to much of a princess to care who was there. I could tell as she stared at my assistant princable, leaning over the desk.There lips not even a inch apart.
    The moment was tence. Seeing true love and passion between life. The only thing holding back was fate!!
    My mom walked out the office and clicked her heels against the floor, walking towards the door. Pausing to smooth her skirt then continued walking out the door.
    I fallowed not knowing if i was supposed to.
    I got in the car and shut the car door. She was all ready in lighting a cigarette. She grabbed the wheel and started the car.

    10 mins passed normal for not talking, strange for what passes me by on the other side of the window. outside, were family are enjoying there company with each other.
    She rolls my window up. "So why did you do it?"
    I look at her confused. "do what?"
    She slammed on the brakes and stuck her head out the window and screamed at the person in front of are car "A**hole"
    She got back in and gave me a sigh "what do you mean, your were with him in the hallway ALONE!!"
    "Noo No NOOOO, you have it all wrong, I was just at my locker minding my own business..." "wow wait its always that line "minding my own business" no kid douse that your age!!" She said cutting me off.
    I squeezed me jacket to relieve the pain of me hitting her.
    "Mom i was at my locker and he just forced me to do....you no...."
    She looked straight at the car in front of us. "And why would he go towards you?" she said still looking ahead "your not the prettyest flower in the garden"
    I could not believe what i was hearing "MOM What The F***"
    She slapped me.
    I looked at her as my eyes watered up. My cheek was red. I could feel her heat. Her heart was loud. Or was that mine?
    "You will never repeat that word f***!!! I never gave you permission!!" she looked away.
    We were a block from the house. She stared at me not looking at the road ahead. "Remember that next time you wanna get slapped!!"
    I turn my head slow "MOM" I said as I saw ashley come forward hit the car hood hard and rolled off. As she rolled off and my dad ran outside and my mom screamed.
    They rushed over to her.
    All I could do was cry pools of tears. waterfalls came out. Staring out the car window.
    She was lying on the ground. Eyes shut and not moving.
    I looked up and saw clay on the roof. His face was hidden by his hood. But i new he was crying more than anyone, He loved her. As did I.