You keep saying
If I wasn't here
This world would be perfect
I'm the grey sheep
In this perfect pure world
Months passed and life just kept getting worse, nothing exciting happened until a certain boy came. He came on the 29th of May in the middle of maths shining so bright every looked at him in awe. Even Mr Brown seemed as if he was in a trance. Snapping out of it quickly he beckered for Harry to come to the front of the classroom. Now the reason Harry commanded so much attention was that he wasn't just one colour. No, not at all, he was dressed in all the colours. None of us had ever seen someone who was ALL the colours. Yeah there were people who dressed in different shades but none of them were even two colours.
"Everyone, this is Harry Sullivan, he will be joining your class for his stay at Eritque Arcus High. Who would like to show him around for today?" The whole class raised their hands but it was obvious who Mr Brown was going to pick.
"Lilitu Jezebeth" Lilitu was the only purple in our class, though I have no idea how she managed it. She was a demon in disguise. On the outside she was the perfect blonde girl, on the inside she was the ultimate demon, completed with horns and a tail. She was the one who bullied me the most, clawing at the hole in my heart with her sharp nails. In front of the teacher and people she wanted to impress, she was a princess. To most people she wasn't. She smiled a fake smile and waved at him sweetly. But Harry did something that surprised everyone, especially me.
"Um, Mr Brown could I choose who helps me around today?"
"O-Of course, who would you like to help you?" Harry points at me and the whole class either gasps or glares at me. Mr Brown manages a weak nod and he takes a seat next to me. Lilitu sends me a death glare but then Mr Brown starts the lesson again, still in shock. At recess I walk out the door Harry following with a smile.
"Why did you pick me to help you? I'm just a nobody that nobody likes. "
"I picked you because you were different from the others."
"What do mean I'm 'different from the others'? I'm nothing"
"Why would you be?" I turned to him frustrated, grabbing my sleeve I turned to him,
"I'm nothing, I haven't got a future, I haven't got anything." I ripped my sleeve up to show him my blank wrist. He simply nods and falls into silence. I walk around the school only speaking when I have to show him something or introduce him to a teacher. Students of all ages crowd around him asking questions, making him feel like a celebrity. When the bell started ringing I run to our classroom as quickly as possible Harry struggling to catch up. We reached the classroom ten minutes before class started. Unfortunately Lilitu was there too,
"Hi, Harry" she said, smiling with a sweet, fake smile.
"Hi, Lilitu right?"
"Yeah, by the way why did you choose her, I know that she isn't worth your time you could always ask Mr Brown to switch to me." she said as if I couldn't hear her.
"I'll think about it Lilitu." Harry replied, shooting a questioning look at me. I shrug, I was used to people not liking me, not wanting to be with me. Plus even if I did want Harry as a friend (which I don't) he would definitely choose that demon over me.I wanted him to choose me but why would he, everybody chooses Lilitu over me. She's everything, I'm nothing. He nods and waits at Mr Brown's desk.
I sit down at my desk trying to ignore the little tug of disappointment in my heart. Lilitu smirks
over at me trying rubbing Harry's choice in my face. I try not to feel sad, telling myself that he only chose me in the beginning to make me feel bad. And even if that wasn't the reason he didn't know who I really was. Mr Brown walks in and when Harry tells him his choice he doesn't even seem surprised. Of course everyone chooses Lilitu instead of me, she practically royalty while I'm absolutely nothing. The rest of the week goes on like it always does but there's still a tug in my heart, telling me to get to know Harry. But even if I wanted to there was no way I'd be able to...
Lilitu feeds Harry endless lies and rumors rumors about me and he eats them all up. At the end of the week Harry didn't even acknowledge me anymore, just like everyone else. I could tell that sometimes he felt guilty inside but I don't blame him for accepting that I'm nobody. But inside I felt a little bit disappointed that Lilitu could change his mind that easily. I wanted a friend, somebody that didn't treat me differently because of my colour, somebody who accepted me for who I am. I thought I might find that in Harry but I thought wrong. However when I caught his eye I could see them filled with guilt and a tiny bit of understanding, as if he understood what I was going through. Life went back to a different kind of normal. Lilitu and the other still hated me but for some reason Harry gave me a feeling of familiarity although I had only met him a few weeks ago. I tried to ignore the curiosity of why I felt this connection with him. But it kept coming back whenever I saw him. But it vanished sometimes when he looked at me with what looked like disgust, it vanished when I saw how perfect everything looked around me with him completing the picture. I ruined everything, even he knew it. He gave me that look when he saw how I was the mistake in the picture.