Never Had I Slit My Wrist Until I Met You: Part Two; Sorrow

MASON.!

Age: 17

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"Ms. Rachel's such a bitch!" Dino yelled, walking toward the detention room. She sighed.

"Why's it always us!? Cant she find some other losers to pick on? It's bad enough I got my locker scribbled all over. People really need to know what Emo's really are," Mace put in.

The girls looked at her.

"What did the writing say?" Taiga asked, concerned.

"The usual shit. 'Go kill yourself' and 'Emo'. People are so ignorant these days." Mace looked inside her bookbag, pausing in front of the detention room. Her face became worried and she beganrummagethrough her book bag crazily. Her teethclenched.

"What's wrong? Mace?" Dino asked, but Mace only turned her book bag over and dumped everything on the floor. Scattered about were different pictures, pens and math homework that Mace never bothered doing.

The poor blue haired girl began to shake. She dropped to her knees, looking about the piles of papers.

"MACE!" Taiga said loudly, her voice echoing loudly through the empty atrium.

Mace only sobbed.

"It's gone... They took it. My song book. It's gone," she whispered. Tears streaked down her face and her shoulders drooped.

The atrium was silent except for Mace's sobbing. When Taiga could take no more, she walked away.

"Taiga! Where are you going?!" Dino yelled after her, holding Mace's hand and trying to lead her up.

"Im going home!"

"Wait, what about detention?! Ms. Rachel would be mad if we skipped. And how about helping Mace find her song book?" Dino asked, angrily.

"Fuck Ms. Rachel and fuck this whole school! I'm going to go get her song book. NO ONE messes with Mace and gets a-fucking-way with it!" Taiga screamed. She was obviously fed up with the treatment they got there.

You see, Taiga, Mace and Dino were outsiders. They were "Emo, Suicicdal," and judged by what they wore. Constantly had they been bullied, humiliated and even beaten up. So what if their hair covered their eyes and they had piercings. So what if they wore black, why should it matter?

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Taiga stormed down the street. She knew EXACTLY who took it. That damn Mason.

Mason and Taiga had once gone out. Been "madly in love." He was just like Taiga, the style and the music included. But all that changed when Mason's new friends were football jocks. He'd become a total jerk, so Taiga broke up with him. He'd been tormenting her and her friends ever since.

Walking around the corner, Taiga heard something big CRACK. She hopped the fence where the noise came from and gasped. It was the boy she saw earlier. He was laying on the floor, holding his right arm. Standing over him, was Mason.

"What the FUCK did you do to him?" Taiga yelled.

The boy moaned in pain.

"You... broke his arm?"

Mason only glared at Taiga.