Life According To Amber Lynn Haner

*Amber's POV*

One word. Six letters. The place no kid on earth likes. The place where adults lecture on about things that nobody cares about, while some kids sleep through those lectures. And that place, my dear friends, is school.

Ah yes, today is the day that I go back to that hell-hole instead of off to high school, as because I missed half the year last year, I have to repeat eighth grade. Danny's also repeating eighth grade, as he's learning the new curriculum, so we're going to be in the same classes.

After being dragged out the front door with a promise that he'll bring me to Starbucks after school, Dad drove me to school, and after he gave me a hug of good luck, he went off gallavanting (that's such a fucking awesome word; and I'm pretty sure it means exploring) or whatever it is that 33 year old men do in the afternoon.

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I was standing at my locker fixing my hair and my makeup, as I had all of my books sorted out, so I had some free-time. I have the same locker as last year, but now there's an empty space of where Ash used to be, and my heart shattered into a million pieces. Speaking of Ash, he hasn't called or factime'd me since he left, which I found a bit weird.

Out of the corner of my eye, I could see a tall figure dressed in really nice ripped skinny jeans, a black and white flannel shirt, a Nirvana tshirt and a black beanie, and I could see a big strip of blue in the front of their hair. Danny.

"Hey! I didn't know your locker was down this way." I smiled, giving him a hug once he was with me.

"Uh yeah, it's locker number...569, and that happens to be right next to yours, right?" He replied, returning my hug and resting his chin on my head. He's literally a head taller than me, and I constantly whine over being shorter than everyone else. Even Johnny's taller than me, and that says a lot. Johnny's a gnome, and I'm a midget. This is how we roll in our family.

"Oh yeah, that was my friends locker, but he moved away. I'm dying to have a friendly face there now instead of the empty space."

"Well, I guess I'll be alright here then. Wait, since when do you wear glasses?" I'm looking in the mirror and I forgot that I had glasses. I'm not with it today, because I haven't had coffee.

"Ive had glasses since I was about twelve, and despite being told by everybody to wear them all the time, I never do. I just wear them when I have to."

"They look cute on you, you should wear them more often."

"Hmm, I'll consider it." I slammed my locker shut, and then we went down into the study hall for the morning assembly.

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By lunchtime, the school was hectic. There were people sitting on the floor by their lockers either texting or doing there homework, there were kids in the canteen, and then just groups of friends hanging out everywhere. Danny and I were sitting at our lockers just talking to each other and minding our own business, when a big dark figure blocked the light on us.

"Well, well, well, if it isn't the new kid and the little cherry bomb." Buck Casadee said, and both Danny and I stood up. Buck is the school bully, and if you piss him off, you're as good as dead.

"What do you want, Buck?" I snapped, as I'm literally the only person in the school who isn't afraid of him.

"Your little friend here started flirting up a storm with my Amelia, and he's going to pay for it."

"Leave him alone, Buck. He doesn't flirt with people's girlfriends. I was there, and Amelia asked him where he got his Nike's, and they just got talking. So take your presumptions and shove them as far up your ass as they can go, because nobody messes with my friends. If you want to mess with them, you'll have to go through me." As soon as I said that, Buck punched me in the face, splitting the skin on my left cheekbone and the top of my lip open. I didn't feel anything, and didn't even notice it until Buck had begun to walk away, and that there was blood on Danny's arm, as he caught me.

"Holy shit, Amber, are you alright?" Danny was freaking out like crazy, and I just laughed it off.

"Im fine, it's just a scratch." I giggled slightly, even though it hurt to do that.

"That's most definitely not a scratch, we're going to the nurse's office." He grabbed my bag and brought me down to Nurse Linda, despite my protestations.

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"Oh mother of mercy, Amber, what happened?" Nurse Linda cried, dropping the news paper that she was reading.

"Buck Casadee punched me in the face, but I'm ok, it's just a scratch. I wasn't even crying so it's all good." I said, scratching the back of my neck. Nurse got her gloves on and began cleaning up my face, but looked a bit skeptical about the cuts.

"You're going to have to get stitches done, as that was a pretty hard knock. Do you want me to call your dad and have him bring you to the hospital?"

"I guess so, then." She went off to the main office to call Dad, and she told Danny to go to class, as the bell had ring.

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Ten minutes later, Dad, along with Matt who happened to be with him when Nurse called, came into the nurse's office to pick me up. Both looking equally as shocked as the other.

"Whay happened?" Matt asked, and clearly he wasn't impressed with the state of my face.

"I stood up for a friend, and some dude punched me in the face. I'm fine though, and I don't even want to go to the hospital." I sighed, and chewed my lip.

"It's pretty bad, you're going to the hospital, whether you like it or not." Dad said, and I groaned and nodded. The last thing I want right now is to be sitting in a&e for god only knows how many hours.

Dad grabbed my backpack off the floor and the three of us headed out to the car. Not really saying much. I think we were all just stunned at the fact that I was punched in the face, and also that I'm going to need two sets of stitches done.

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We dropped Matt home, and then made our way to the hospital, and I was partially asleep. When Buck hit me, it made me feel a bit dizzy and also gave me a headache, so I was trying to sleep it off.

Once we got to the hospital, we have our names and the letter from the nurse, and we were directed as of where to go. Dad was obviously pissed off that I got beat up, and he's going in tomorrow morning to deal with it. And when he goes into school about shit like this, you'd better prepare yourself. He's gone into the the school three times before about me, and each time, I've come out winning.

It was two hours of waiting before I was called in to see the doctor, and I slept the whole time. The pain was starting to come now, and I'm telling you, it wasn't nice. I mean pain's never nice, but still.

The doctor put my stitches in no problem, and told me to take care of myself. He also gave me a sticker and a lollipop because I didn't cry, so that was a bonus.

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When we got home, Dad said I should just rest because its been a long day. I ended up watching a whole load of movies in the living room with him before he said I should go and get showered and go to bed earlier than normal.

I was asleep by nine o'clock, and that's crazy early for me.

Notes

Happy Halloween to all my lovely readers! I hope you enjoy your day!!

Super long update to celebrate one of my favourite times of year!

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