knowing

Nikki-      I. sat quietly in the front row working on my math assignment kids giggled in the back row. I pushed the thought of them talking aside and tried to focus. Soon the metallic smell of blood hit my nose what the hell? I turned around and a kid from the back row was flicking blood in my direction. What a jerk! I got up to go kick his ass but froze in my tracks as MR Vicks hollered across the room.     “Nikki sit down before i send u off to the principal office for getting up without permission,” and he glared at me         “sir,” i stammered”, he was flicking blood on me.” as i pointed to Carter who gave his best I'm innocent face. Mr Vicks gave me a stern look      “stop accusing your class mates of federal charge acts! you know what? you have detention you will come and grade the grade 8 class math tests after school as your punishment.” my jaw dropped         “ are u kidding me” i blurted out shocked he took carters side without even hearing me out "        Yes, Nikki i will see u after school at 3;15 sharp and u wont be able to leave till you finish all the papers,” he said in a mater of fact tone. Totally fed up i grabbed my bag and walked out. He cursed me out threatening to kick me out of school for disobeying him, i didn’t care i didn’t need to hear how he thought i was a bad kid. He was already convinced id drop out just like my old man did how many years ago for the same reasons. As i walked out the front doors of the school the cold winter air was a breath of freedom i seemed to always be happier outside away from people in this town either they were stuck up snobs or they were in the drugs so bad they didn’t know which way up was total losers i tell you. The little voice in my head told me we will get out of here soon damn conscience had more hope in my future than i did!  I walked along the edge of town, not really having a destination in mind. The roads were slick with ice but growing up i noticed i always had incredible good balance so i never slipped. Out of nowhere a black truck came around the corner sideways slipping on the ice till it spun out and hit the snow filled ditch the windows were tinted so i couldn't see inside. Slowly i could see the sun roof of the truck open and out popped a head of a shaggy haired boy.   From where i stood i could smell the booze expel from the window almost making me gag. The boy looked at me and and proceeded to crawl from the sunroof and stumble falling from the roof into the snow pile. I just kept my distance and watched i know his type he was always in trouble but the law around here didn’t do to much to correct the behaviors, they saw them as lost causes.     After a couple minutes he got up and staggered away curiosity got me and i followed behind at a safe distance. Eventually we were walking across the field towards a farm yard just a short distance from town. I watched as he staggered into the house i was able to watch from behind the shop. The hair on the back of my neck stood on end, as i felt eyes on me and before i could turn around i felt someone grab me and slam me up against the side of the shop their stair burned into me his eyes flickered something told me this time i was in some big trouble.