Yeah i'm tough and i know it by mtz.reader.1029 (classic books for 12 year olds txt) 📕

picture of me. After waiting for so long he finally came. The moving truck pulled up and out came Eric. I ran up and hugged him. It felt so good to hug him again.
“I missed you” I said.
“I missed you too”
We pulled apart but I had my arm around his waist and his arm around my shoulders. While the movers moved his stuff to his room we went to the principal's office.
“Well Eric looks like you already have someone to show you around and congratulations on making the fight team” we left the office.
“Why didn't you tell me you make the fight team?” I said punching his arm. We were making our way to the gymnasium.
“I wanted it to be a surprise”
We got to the gymnasium. I could hear the guys practicing. We went in.
“Hey guys” I said.
“Hey. Principal just told us about our 2nd newest recruit”
“2nd newest?” Eric asked.
“Ellen here was on the team but since her arm has to heal she's out for a couple of weeks”
“What happened to your arm?” Eric asked turning to me.
I glared at Griffin.
“I just got some stitches. But no need to worry. I got them before I came her so yea”
“Well I better go train. We'll talk later” he told me then joined the guys. I sat against the wall and took out my journal. I draw. I am an excellent artist but my drawings are sad and make you frightened.
Chapter 7

I cleared my mind and started. It was as if my hand had a mind of its own. I couldn't see the picture clearly so my eyes were darting back and forth trying to figure it out. I don't know why but whenever I draw it's always blurry until I'm done, then I can see what it is. It's always something sad or frightening. When I finished I looked at it and my skin went paler than usual and I started taking deep breaths.
It was a picture of me. But then again it wasn't. It was a picture of a monster. I was trapped like a wild animal and I was trying to get out. I saw knives, body parts, entrails, and most frightening of all I saw my reflection in a puddle. I knew I was gone and reborn into a demon. I drew myself from when I came back from the Atlantic.
I shuddered. I ripped it our. I drew another picture. It was different but it had the same meaning. I ripped that out and after ten drawing I got scared. Why was I drawing this? What does it mean?
I grabbed all ten drawings and ripped them up into little pieces. I never wanted to see them again. I threw them in the trash and I went back and sat down. I felt terrible. Not a sick terrible but a I'm never gonna get this terrible.
“Ellen what's wrong?” I looked up to see everyone watching me.
“Nothing why?” I lied.
“You're crying”
“I am?” I asked stunned.
I reached my hand up to my cheek and felt they were all wet. That's weird when did I start crying? I got scared again.
“Why am I crying?” I asked myself outloud.
“Maybe you're still mad about Diego?” Gabriel suggested.
“Nah, I hate that son of a bitch” I said. Then I realized I was crying because of my drawings.
“I'm gonna go” I said then started going. As soon as they couldn't see me I ran to my dorm. I went in, locked the door, and threw my backpack down. I went to my room. My phone rang. It was Eric. I answered it.
“Hey” I said.
“Hey are you okay?”
“Yea I got a little freaked out”
“Why?”
I hesitated. I don't know if I should tell him. He knows everything even this so why shouldn't I.
“Because of my drawings”
“What did you draw?”
“Nothing important”
“Ok. Well I better go see ya later”
“Later bye” I hung up.
Chapter 8

I went out to the living room. I watched tv. At lunch I went to the he cafeteria. It still surprises me of how huge it is. I saw Eric. I went over to him. He was sitting next to Jaco.
“Hey guys” I said.
“Hey” they greeted me.
I sat down next to Eric. Some girl from another table came over.
“You can't sit there” she told me.
“Yes I can” I said.
“This table is reserved for the fight team”
“I am part of the fight team” I told her.
“Just because you're dating one of them doesn't mean you can sit at their table” I stood up.
Eric knew where this was going and he scooted away. Also did the other guys.
“You don't want to mess with me. I am part of the fight team. I'm not dating any of them”
“Yea right. You're just a wannabe”
“I am no wannabe”
“Sure looks like it.” She took a couple steps towards me.
I grabbed her by the front of her shirt and brought her closer.
“Don't play this game with me cause you'll lose” I snarled into her face.
Damon and Daisy got me out of there. They let go of me out in the hallway.
“Ellen what the hell?” Damon exploded.
I didn't answer.
“What makes you think you can do that?” Daisy said.
I stayed silent.
“God you're just like everyone here” Damon said.
I clenched my fists and my teeth.
Just walk away now Ellen. A voice said in my head.
Who is this? I asked.
Violence doesn't solve your problems they just make them worse.
What are you some kind of Dr. Phil?
Just walk away
“Stop” I said so quietly Daisy nor Damon heard.
I cocked my head to one side trying to restrain myself.
“Demon are you okay?” Daisy asked worried.
“Just fine” I said then walked back to my dorm shaking with fury. At my dorm I watched tv.
Don't let you anger get to you. The voice said.
Get the hell out of my head. I told the voice.
It went away. There was a knock on the door. I answered it. It was Gabriel.
“You okay?” he asked.
“Yea” he looked at me weirdly.
“I'm mad” I finally said.
He smiled.
“I always get the truth. One of the perks of being famous”
“Better shut your trap famous guy” I warned.
“Yep I always get what I...”
I never let him finish cause then I punch him in the nose. He went down. I could see I caused a bloody nose. He got up. Eric came.
“What happened to you?” he asked Gabriel.
“Made her mad” he said motioning to me.
I smiled sweetly. “Good thing you didn't make Demon mad. You would have a trip to the hospital”
Chapter 9

"Now Demon be nice" Eric said.
I went back inside and they followed me. Eric helped me as I helped Gabriel with his bloody nose.
“So are you two dating?” Gabriel asks.
“Jealous much” I snickered.
“No. I would just like you to know that if you two are dating Eric was making out with a girl while you left the cafeteria”
I faked a gasp.
“I'm so happy for you” I pretended to be happy.
“Wait so you two aren't dating?”
“Hell no. I date specific guys and he's not one of then”
“What kind of guys do you date? Because from I can see you date jackasses” he immediately shut his mouth. I glared at him.
“Because of that comment fight team is gonna suffer the consequences”
“How?” he said daring me.
“I'm off the fight team” I said.
“You can't do that!!!!!!”
“I just did”
“They will blame me!”
“Good. It's your fault”
“That's not fair!!”
“Don't argue with me”
“Ellen aren't you being a little over dramatic?” Eric said.
I glared at him.
“Being over dramatic is commiting suicide. Quitting the fight team is not over dramatic”
“Your just a quitter” Gabriel said.
“What did you say?” I said daring him.
“Your...Just....A....Quitter” he said pronouncing each word.
“You're right Eric I am being over dramatic” he let out a breath that he was holding in.”I don't need this crap from famous guy or my best friend. You can both go burn in hell” I said then left my dorm slamming the door behind me. Imprint

Publication Date: 06-09-2011

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