A Diffrent Life 7!!!

I was sitting in 3th period waiting for the bell to ring. Ugh! Ms. Thornton needs to scoot her butt in the classroom. Ding! Finally it hand rang.
She walked into the class looking cheerful and sunny like always. "Class let’s settle down now please" she said. Students began to turn to face her and then everything went quiet. Ms. Thornton was a nice lady until you ticked her off. When she spoke you had better shut up or else….

"Okay Now today we will be talking about" she stopped took out a marker and wrote on the white board DISCUSSION OPTIONS ON BATTERED (abused/beaten) TEENS AND ADULTS.
My face dropped. Something told me this period was not going to be fun. Why did we have to talk about this? What made her pick this topic to discuss? Just then Ms. Thornton snapped me out of my thoughts. "So I want to know what you all think about this topic, who would like to go first?"
Wayne Kelli, yes that is his name; raised his hand. Stupid Wayne always had stupid comments on EVERYTHING! He ALWAYS had something to say! Ms. Thornton nodded allowing Wayne to speak. "Well Ms. Thornton in the movies I have seen these women stay with these men because they ‘love’ them" Wayne began putting air quotes around the word love.
Ms. Thornton nodded and then asked "Thank you Wayne now please explain the reason why there were air quotes around the word love.
Wayne smirked (retarded pest) and then said. "Well I did that because I don’t think they love them at all I think, they are terrified as he— of their husbands".
OMG! He did not just cuss in front of Ms. Thornton did he? OMG!
Ms.Thornton’s eyes narrowed into slits of anger. She was not one for cussing at all. She walked over to Wayne’s desk and put her finger in his face. I saw Wayne gulp with fear (ha ha! He deserved it).

"Mr. Wayne Denise Kelli" she used his full name. The whole class cracked up rarely anyone knew his full name. He has a girl’s middle name ha ha!.
"You will not use that kind of language EVER in my presence again. You got that. If I hear another word like that slip out of your mouth I will give you an easy that is worth your full grade. Don’t think I won’t and I think we both know you don’t want that because you already have and F in my class already and I don’t think you want to go to summer school just because you didn’t watch your choice of words, now do you?"
The look on Wayne’s face was priceless I started to giggle like a few other girls and guys were doing.
"Um…no M-Ms. Thornton ma’am" Wayne stuttered his face turning apple red with embarrassment.
"I thought the same thing" Ms. Thornton turned around and walked back up to the front of the room./ When she turned to face us she had a smile on her face just like she did earlier. I am positive she is bipolar because one minute she is steaming mad the next she is all sunshine happy.

"Now Wayne would you like to try voicing your opinion again in a better manner" Ms. Thornton asked.
Wayne nodded face still red with embarrassment. "Ms. Thornton I just think that women stay in these situations because they are weak and scared."
My muscles tightened. Did he just say because they are weak and scared? I am in a situation like the one we are discussing and I am not weak obviously because I have endured it this long and I stand up to him whenever Caleb tries to go for Izzy. But he did have the scared part correct. Don’t get me wrong I am scared of what might happen to me when Caleb comes back and knocks all the breath out of me, I mean who wouldn’t be? But I am more scared that if I tell someone they might locate child services and then put me and Izzy in foster homes. I am scared they might separate me and Izzy. If we were ever separated I would be miserable. That’s the only reason I won’t tell anyone is because I am scared they might separate the two of us.

I raised my hand and Ms. Thornton called on me. "I would just like to tell Mr. Wayne over there that they are obviously not weak because they have endured it for some time. And as for the weak part, I would like to ask him if someone was constantly beating the crap out of you wouldn’t you be scared too?"
Wayne answered my question with a smirk "No I wouldn’t be scared I would beat the dude up and get out" Wayne lied.
"You liar you couldn’t even beat up a mosquito" I hissed. Which was true I have seen Wayne fight and trust me he can’t at all.

The class started laughing at that. Ms. Thornton didn’t look very happy at all.
Me and Wayne started yelling back and forth at one another. Then he said something that made me stop yelling his words were "They are stupid retarded weaklings who are too scared to do anything on their own. They obviously stay with the people who beat them because they must like being someone’s punching bag".

I stopped yelling instantly. I felt my eyes start to water. I am not weak! I DON’T like being beaten! He doesn’t know anything".
That is exactly what I said. I walked up to him and yelled in his face "YOU DON’T KNOW A ---- THING YOU BUTT HOLE, YOU DON’T KNOW WHAT IT’S LIKE AT ALL, TO BE SCARED, and TO FEEL LONELY YOU DON’T KNOW CRAP!" I spat out the words with so much venom that his eyes got wide and I heard everybody gasping.

He then asked me very loudly "What makes you think you know so much"? I thought about telling everybody.
That was my first instinct but I just said just as loudly as he did "Because I used to know someone who was in that kind of situation".
I ran out of the room ignoring Ms. Thornton’s yells for me to get back inside the class room.
I ran down the hall I just needed to be alone…..

*****James POV*****

(TODAY IS HIS THIRD DAY AT Allyasia’s School. Remember he transferred.)
I was walking down the hallway heading toward the library when I saw someone shoot out of a classroom like a bullet. I heard them crying and running down the halls. I heard the teacher yelling for them to comeback. I ran after the person, whoever it was yelling "WAIT WHO ARE YOU WHAT’S WRONG?". The person stopped on a bench that was in the halls, I walked up to them and noticed it was Allyaisa.
I was confused but I touched her shoulder, she looked up. I asked "What’s wrong?"