(Slight mention of starving self and self harm)

Sky's POV

I was on the bus after school. Crimson didn't take our bus so it was just me and Luke. Luke was trying to talk with me but me, being the antisocial person I am, kept fake coughing so I wouldn't have to talk. Somewhere along the chain he got me to talk.

"So... How do you feel about Harry Potter? " he asked.

"Harry Potter? I love it. "

"Aha I got you to talk! "

"With that attitude I will be quiet again."

"Oof. Sorry. Any way who is your favorite character? "

"... Draco."

"Let me guess. He is hot?"

"How did you guess? But no really. He is not that bad of a person."

"Explain."

"Well... He was taught that Muggles we're lower to him. He was just proud of that. And I'd be hurt to if I was trying to make friends with someone and they just say no just like that. And... "

I was nerding out in front of him. Luke just sat there and smiled at how I was going on and on, on how Draco wasn't bad. I never really talked much unless it was Harry Potter related.

"I never knew you to be a nerd."

I felt color rushing to my face.

"Yeah.... I'm a nerd."

"Haha. What house are you in? "

"I took the test. Yeah I'm a Hufflepuff."

Luke laughed. "Wow. I never would of guess. You so shy it would be hard to put you in any house."

"Yeah yeah. Anyway what is yours? "

"Huh? Oh! I'm a Ravenclaw."

"Cool."

I layed my head back and smiled.

"Hey! Now your smiling! That is so cute-COOL! IM MEAN COOL!"

I smiled even bigger. But happy things never seem to go well for me.

A paper ball flew across the bus and landed in my lap. I un folded It.

This note was worse than any of the others I was given before.

Hey idiot! Why are you still here? Shouldn't you be dead right now? We have seen your stomach. What? Are you fucken anorexic? Its a good thing your fucken fat. Just keep doing it. Soon enough you'll shrivel up to a twig. Then we're gonna be able to snap you just like that. And what is the deal with your arms? You cut your self too? Fucken worthless. Can't take a few words? Might as well jump of a cliff. Tie a noose. Drown in a bath. I can't wait till your funeral. I can't fucken wait. You fucken faggot.

I felt tears prick my eyes. They started to fall and soon enough I was crying uncontrollably. I forgot Luke was there. So when I felt someone hug me I was confused. I opened my eyes to see Luke hugging me. This just made me cry more. I put my hoodie up and cried into my oversized hoodie.

Luckily no one was watching other than Luke. But when my stop came I realize I would have to walk in front of the whole bus with red eyes and a sniffly nose. I stood up and too my surprise Luke did too.

He walked with me as kids laughed and pointed. At last I was of the bus. Luke was there holding my hand and trying to comfort me. He was taller than me by a good few inches. (Your still top though right? Is Sky still top? Vote now. ) I buried my head in his chest and cried my heart away.

Luke made a phone call and I heard something about staying at a friend. I hugged him tightly. He was going to leave soon. And I don't want to have to Go home alone. (Wait a second...)

"Hey Sky is it ok if I come to your house? "

I nodded in his chest. My dad aloued visitors and was nice to them. But if he was in a bad mood while the visitor was there he would tell them to go to my room and beat me extra hard.

But I didn't care. I wanted to have this boy with me for a while longer. I stopped hugging him and led him to my house.

(Skys house)
The outside:

The inside:

I heard Luke gasp at the sight of my home. And he looked extremely sick when he saw the inside. My dad was on the couch still asleep. I sighed in relief. I led Luke to my bedroom. I tryed to make it look like the nicest part of the house. Luke looked less sick when he saw my room.

"Make yourself at home."

"This is really small."

"Yeah. It was a closet but I made some agustments. Now its a room."

"It looks like you like green."

"No. Not really. Green was my moms favorite color though."

"Really? "

"Yeah... I like to get green things for my room. It make it feel like she is here."

"Where is she? "

"I... Rather not talk about it."

Luke nodded. Not asking any more questions. He set his messager bag down and just stood their.

"You can lay on my bed if you want. I won't stop you."

"Ok..." He sat on my bed. He suddenly looked worried. "I don't have any clothes for school tomorrow."

He looked discouraged. So I told him that I have some clothes that fit his feminine tastes.

"Really? Thanks."

I shrugged and sat down on my chair.

"Sky.... Can I ask you a question? "

I nodded. I was drawing a picture.

"What is your sexual preference? "

I almost dropped my pencil.

"Why? "

"I just wanna know."

"Fair enough... I am pretty gay."

"That's gay."

I smirked and continued to my drawing. "What is yours? "

"I'm bi."

"Cool. "

"What are you doing?"

"I'm drawing."

"Can I see? "

He looked over my sholder and peeked at my drawing.

"Pretty."

"Thanks."