I hate them, good, ignore me, get rid of me, I thought and shook my head, sobbing. But I don’t want that, I don’t want to leave more people I care about behind.
I tried to breathe in and out, hyperventilating and panicking, feeling trapped in my own head. I need space, I need them to know
I gasped for breath with parted lips and suddenly recalled, that the field trip was tomorrow. I should… write a letter, expressing how I feel. I struggled to my feet and found paper after a hard search.
I touched the pen to the paper and began writing, not even caring if I made any sense.
I’m sorry for all the trouble I’ve caused, and I know I’m not the person any of you want me to be. I understand why you’ve been ignoring me, and I’m sorry for the way I’ve acted over the years. I know you’re probably going to hate me more, but I’m going on the school field trip, because I can’t stand the way I feel around everyone right now.
When I get back, you can yell at me, scream, do whatever you want, but please don’t ignore me. I’ll listen to your rules, and try to be nice, so please don’t send me away, I don’t think I could recover from that.
I dropped the pen and stared at the tear stained paper, feeling as though I had put my heart into the page. I fiddled with the pen, feeling as though there should be something more.
I nibbled on my lip and felt a tremble run through me.
You guys are the only thing I have that is family, even if I don’t admit it. Raven
It wasn’t hard to get to school with a bag of clothes the next morning, when Kayla drove me, looking incredibly guilty.
She looked like she wanted to say something, but I gazed pointedly out the window. As she parked I grabbed the doorhandle. “Raven, they’re going to talk to you today. I’m almost positive.”
“I don’t care, I need to go, I’m going to be late,” I climbed out and closed the door softly behind me. I did in fact care, but that didn’t change the fact that I was still going on this trip.
Now I just wished I hadn’t left that note in my room for them to find, because the thought of them reading it made me feel sick to my stomach with
nervousness.
I waited until Kayla drove away until I went to the back of the school, where six large white buses were parked, students entering.
“Are you Raven Light?” A woman with a clipboard asked, and I nodded, holding my bags tightly.
“Yes ma’am,” I told her.
She pointed to the third bus, seeming distracted. “You’ll be in bus three, the teacher watching over you for the trip is Nicholas, okay?”
I nodded and shifted past people to make my way inside. The bus was already almost completely full, students silent. I heard a snicker and glanced to my left as I made my way inside.
Emma Phillips tried to trip me, but I dodged both her hand and foot, not wanting to deal with her today.
“Raven!” Faith called my name and waved, Shade sitting beside her. I smiled and waved back, but Shade ruined it as he wrinkled his nose
“You look like shit,” he told me, and I shrugged looking for a free seat near by my friends.
“Yeah, lack of sleep isn’t looking good on me,” I agreed and paused as I met green eyes. The vampire teacher gazed at me before looking away, to scold a student behind him, who cowered under his simple words.
Seeing no other seats, but the one beside Emma and the teacher, I walked over and raised my foot, to step over Nicholas’s lap to get into the seat by the window.
Not paying any attention to the thigh I had pushed into his face, I sat down and got cozy I leaned against the window and closed my eyes, yawning as the bus began moving.
I dozed off, knowing I had plenty of time to sleep, since the ride was going to be eight hours. I woke up to the girls in front of me giggling, and slowly
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opened my eyes.
I blinked and wiped my mouth, slowly looking out the window. I gasped and turned over so my knees were facing the window, lifting myself up slightly to see the pretty view of a meadow.
“Raven, sit down correctly,” a stern voice told me suddenly. I looked over my shoulder, frowning in disappointment before I realized I had put my butt in the air, right next to his face.
Nicholas looked forward, hand above his nose slightly, in exasperation. I obeyed, still too tired and sleepy to really feel embarrassed.
As I sat correctly I considered how nice of an ass I had, which I should be grateful for. Not many girls-
“Raven, you’re speaking out loud,” the teacher told me, voice tired from dealing with kids all day.
Now I did blush and look around, happy when everyone was preoccupied with toys and food.
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