Broken Angel

The guy just stared at me in amazement. I snapped at him. “If you want to keep staring, take a picture. I promise you that it lasts longer.” His mouth dropped.

To be honest, I felt like I owned the world.

I let the rest of the bus ride to school be in peace. Because really I haven’t been that way since Isaac was here.

The bus pulled into the school and that is when I heard a familiar sound. The sound of a motorcycle. I turned in my seat just to see Isaac there on his bike. When the doors open I am the first one off. I was running to him at full speed. He got off of his bike right before I jumped into his arms. Welcoming a perfect musk that has ever been known to earth.

I was able to feel everyone's eyes on me. But at the moment I didn’t care. I only cared about Isaac. I was here to take me with him. And I didn’t have to live with that drug addict so-called mother. He whispered in my ear. “Alivia, we need to talk.” Is all he said and we walked off of the school property.

“Isaac, what’s wrong?” I asked. He didn’t answer. We just keep walking.