Ok, here's another chapter, I'm going down my list and updating all of my stories. I know its short but I have to get going, I did this mostly to get him to where he is going and to break a writers block about this story, I'll try to get another chappyup soon.
I made my way into the school, heading toward my locker in my usual attire which included, a long sleeve shirt, pants and gloves, my attire and the fact that I only got close to one person made me a freak in the school's eyes.
"Hey sexy," I heard behind me and I turned to see Rain standing there.
"Hey gorgeous," I said wrapping my arm around her shoulders.
"Feeling better?" she asked and I smiled.
"Yeah, I'll live," I said and kissed the top of her head.
"Oh my god!" we heard a voice behind us and I tried to keep Rain heading to our lockers. "If it isn't the fag and freak." I couldn't stop Rain from turning then, her violent purple hair whipping me in the face.
"Fuck off Candice," she snapped and Candice glared.
"Oh go blow your boyfriend," she snapped.
"I would but I'm too busy blowing yours," Rain snarled back and Candice went white. Her boyfriend Brandon was one of the more popular people and everyone knew that he cheated on her.
"Yeah and she's good too," we heard and turned to see Brandon there and he winked at us before turning and walking away. Candice stared after him and, sputtering before following her boyfriend.
"You never told me…" I started but Rain glared at me.
"No way, that is your fantasy," she said before walking down the hallway and I followed, laughing.
I stood outside the school waiting for my ride, my father had insisted on sending me a limo, I really hated it, but I had no choice. Twenty minutes late, the limo finally pulled up and a man that was no my usual driver stepped out.
"Where's Brian?" I asked and the man shrugged.
"It's his day off," he said and a bad feeling settled in my stomach.
"He never has a day off," I said backing away from the guy.
"Well something came up, now get in the car," he said making a grab for me and I jumped back.
"Don't touch me," I said taking several steps back.
"Damn it I said get in the car," he snarled and made another grab for me and this time he managed to grab my arm. Something about this man made the warning bells in my head go off. He managed to push me into the car and slammed the door. I reached for the door handle but realized with fear that there was none. I turned around and pounded on the glass that separated me from the driver.
"What the hell is going on?!" I yelled but got no response. "Damn it, answer me!" The man rolled down the window slightly.
"Shut up and sit back," he snapped.
"No, tell me what's going on!" I said, being stubborn. The window rolled down further and a gun was pointed at me.
"I said shut up and sit back," he snarled and I did what he said. "You're smarter than you look," he said and turned back to the wheel and I felt the car start up and us pulling away. I sat back, wondering what I was going to do when I remembered my cell phone and looked for my backpack and realized to my disappointment that it wasn't with me. Realizing I was stuck I sunk down in the seat and wondered where I was going and what was going to happen when I got there.