I'll never let them hurt you, I promise

Frank's POV-
why does that stupid alarm cock always go off as soon as i've just got to sleep. my arm throws it's self over to the bedside table and hits the clock until the ridiculously loud alarm tone turns off. I drag myself out the bed and slump to my feet, instantly undressing to get in the shower.
i step under the warm water which flows from the shower head down onto my chest and i sigh under the cleansing waterfall. i spin my body around and let the water seep through my thick greasy hair. i guess i forgot to wash it thought the school, holidays. After lathering my body and hair i rinse off and get out.
I wrap a fluffy white towel around my hips and shake my head to sort of dry my hair before walking back into my bedroom. I open my wardrobe and pick out some ripped black skinny jeans and a black slightly faded misfits top. i put on socks, boxers and tattered old converse along with my clothes.
I look over to the other side of my room where a long black sheet hangs on the wall and i know i have to do it. i walk over slowly and quickly rip the sheet away from the wall, underneath is a long full length mirror which instantly shows my reflection. i hate mirrors they remind me how ugly i am and it's only now that i realise i haven't looked in a mirror once through the two week holidays not even to apply my eye liner. My eyes study my reflection. my outfit doesn't look too bad i just need my leather jacket to cover up my arms.
i look down my body and turn my arms around so the scars as facing me. i don't regret them, i love them, they remind me that i'm lucky enough to be given a second chance in life. unlike people i know i wont regret my decisions. My eyes look up at my face and i realise i look like shit. i lean close into the mirror studying the black circles under my eyes, oh god i look disgusting. i grab my eye liner and run a small amount under my eyes. i run my hand through my dark brown hair before turning sideways as i remember that i shaved the sides of my head. shit i forgot about that. my hair is basically only my long fringe which slightly covers my right eye.

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Frank picked up his bag before heading out the door to walk to the bus stop, he doesn't mind having to get the bus to school because hardly anyone get on the same bus as him. he lives in the rural area of town so not many kids live close by.
The bus ride is quite and calm, frank watches out the window as they drive through the beautiful country side. He feels his phone buzzing in his pocket and after a moment of searching around for it he pulls his phone out and opens the text message. it's from his mother.
" good luck at school today honey. love mum x"
It's nice of his mum to be thinking of him although she's always busy. frank doesn't really spend much time with his parents, they do love him but their both always busy with work. They made frank move out here so they could concentrate on there work but frank doesn't blame them. He texts her back.
"thanks mum" before getting off the bus outside the huge dull building he had to attend to go to school.Frank hated the fact that he would have to send another year in the hell hole. He walks slowly up to the school, then to reception so he can collect his times table for the year. First lesson English. Frank liked English but only because he knew there would be no one in that class to bully him. all the jocks took subject such as sports or gym.

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