January 17th

I tried to get some time alone with the case worker, but Jonas followed us around the whole time. I really need to leave this place. It is so embarrassing going to school with bruises on my arms and face. It’s bad enough that the other kids call me “Twiggy” and “Garbage Truck” already and make fun of the holes in my shoes, but the bruises must be a big sign to Weston and his friends that says “Punch here!” My ribs still hurt from the multiple kicks I got last week, and my eye keeps watering where they punched me today. I wish the teachers would stop it. Do they not even see my bruises? There’s a rumor going around though that Weston’s father paid the teachers to not do anything about it. That doesn’t surprise me. It’s probably why Weston is the way he is. He has his father bailing him out of everything. Even if he didn’t, everyone is always sucking up to him. They’re so proud of the fact that ‘the mayor’s son goes to our school.’ Not all of Weston’s friends beat me up though. Devin always leaves when they do it, looking annoyed every time. I don’t know why he is friends with them. They aren’t anything alike except for their families being wealthy and influential. I have to admit, Devin is kind of cute. Not everyone can pull off curly hair, but other guys are even starting to copy his style. I imagine though that being tall, his fashion, and his light-brown eyes that are always accented by the light of the sun doesn’t hurt. : )

January 25th

Maybe if I cry, Weston won’t try so hard to get me to break. Every time Jackson would hit me, Weston would ask, “Are you going to cry now?” “How about now?” “If you cry, we’ll leave you alone, Chicken Legs.” I just don’t see the need to cry. It isn’t actually going to solve anything.

January 31st

I think I could consider today a good day. Weston tripped me in the cafeteria, but Devin told him to “stop it” and “grow up” right before Weston tried to dump the rest of his food on me. Devin looked so gorgeous when he held on to Weston’s arm and stared him down. I can’t believe Weston actually listened to him. I even managed to keep most of the food on my tray when I tripped, and Jonas was too passed out from drinking to beat me or Natasha. : )

February 7th

I don’t know how much more I can take. Things were getting better when Devin would stop Weston from hurting me, but now he’s doing it when Devin isn’t around. My throat hurts. I thought I was going to die. I don’t know how long I struggled to breathe. It felt like forever. My head hurts too from where I hit it on the table when Jonas knocked me to the floor after we got home. And I swear, it sounds like the bathroom door keeps opening and closing whenever I take a shower. It’s creeping me out.

February 16th

I don’t even know where to begin. Today was horrible and wonderful at the same time. It was actually warm enough to go outside for lunch, but as I was walking past the basketball courts to get to the bleachers, out of nowhere a basketball slammed into my head and I was knocked to the cold ground and my nose started bleeding. That was it. Weston finally got what he wanted, though I held those tears in as long as I could. I couldn’t believe it when Devin came over and helped me up. He even smiled at me! I didn’t think he even knew I existed. I thought he was only getting fed up with Weston’s stupidity before today. Devin even carried my backpack and helped me walk to the nurses office. I’m sooo embarrassed though. As soon as I got inside the school, I couldn’t stop crying. I’m sure my face looked red and blotchy, and I had nothing to blow my nose with. It was loud, too. Fortunately everyone was either outside or in the cafeteria, so I think Devin was the only one who heard me sobbing. He actually sat quietly with me the whole time I was in the nurses office, and he offered to take me home when I wanted to leave. He even grabbed my hand and took me back to his car before I could make it inside the house when we heard Jonas yelling at Tiffany and breaking things.

I had no idea Devin was so rich. He took me to his house instead and gave me some of his clothes to wear and let me clean up in his bathroom. The size of his shower alone is almost the size of the room Natasha and I share. Devin’s room is AMAZING. He has a spiral staircase to a balcony that goes all the way around his room and shelves of books from the balcony to the ceiling. His room is even big enough to park his Kawasaki motorcycle in, close to the doors that go out onto the patio. I think I saw him looking at me once in a while as I sat by him on the couch and read one of his books. He was going to let me keep the clothes I was wearing, but Jonas would have beat me for sure if he saw that, and I would never see those clothes again.

I don’t know how I’m going to act if I see Devin tomorrow. I think I’m in love. <3

February 17th

I can’t believe it!!! I am now Devin’s girlfriend. He was waiting for me when Natasha and I came out of the house this morning, and he gave us a ride to school. There was a brand new outfit in his car for me to change into at school before anyone saw me. I felt like a whole new person in those clothes, and it was so funny when I walked into the school while holding Devin’s arm and every person stopped what they were doing or saying and stared. I think we gave them quite a shock. lol Not a single person said or did a thing to me the entire day, and I even spent every minute out of class with Devin. It all feels like a miracle. <3