chapter twenty

maybe he was right but maybe after they see what's beneath the sleeves they won't ask for more. I rolled it up and they were shocked to see scars and that was the reaction I wanted. pity? no one wants to be pitied upon but at this moment I hoped they will be pitiful towards me, I needed to survive even if it was just for a second or minute, I wanted to live and be alive

"so much for being a beauty the guy in blue said

yes maybe after seeing this he wouldn't think that anymore but I was wrong

the guy in white watched me and I saw sadness in his eyes

"she's still beautiful but I want to find something out, were you bullied in this school, and the person who did that is that person here?" the guy in white asked and he seemed angry and mad

I looked at him and my eyes flashed towards the other nine rich kids behind him and they were scared to their bones, I loved the expression on their faces, this could have been the perfect revenge because the guy in white seemed really angry and would do anything if he gets to know them but I wanted to be human

"no it's not from this school it's from home" I said.

"do you have scares all over your body" the guy in blue asked

the answer was no because they didn't get that far, because of someone who intervene. of course I did say no one helped in the beginning of the story but actually someone did but that person was too late when that person arrived my hands had already been bruised but that person showed care and I will be grateful all my life. before I could answer the question

"ok that's enough, enough of the fun, now back to serious business need I remind you that we are still live, and enough of the drama let's show them horror instead" the guy in red said

"that's a good idea" the girl in pink said

" so parents be our guest and watch us test the theory out" the girl in black added her voice.

the guy in red looked at me from head to toe and said

"in respective of the scars, that doesn't stop her from being a beauty, it only adds more to it, because it tells a story of how you overcame your struggles and how those who did that are failures and jealous people, who couldn't accept that you were better than them" the guy in red said

was I inspired? that actually depends on how I saw my scars, at that moment anyone who had come to meet him saying a such would have said they are not bad people but their behavior says otherwise but maybe it's just how it is we all have our good side and bad side but we decide which one to outweigh the other.

"don't tell me you are infatuated too" the guy in blue said

"shut up and bring that smart teacher out" the guy in red said

"you go back to your sit" he added

and I was pleased, maybe prayers gets answered after all, all you need to do is not give up and keep praying, what I thought was going to be a mark in my life actually saved me today, I'm thankful for my scars today. but how long do I get saved.