Finally, when she reached the park she collapsed onto the familiar green grass and just layed there for a while, looking up at the sky. It turned out when she looked up, she couldn’t face the light of day and decided to instead go to the swings. Someone was already sitting on the swings, but nevertheless, she still wanted to go on them.

As she got closer to them, she realised it was a boy she had met once or twice down here, but had avoided because she had watched him and another girl smoking once. He was looking moodily at the grass, and didn’t seem to have noticed her coming. She sat down on the swing, and not looking at him once, just swung back and forth lie a little girl. The swing had got a little small for her, she noticed dully, since she had last been on it.

"What happened to you?" he asked her, lifelessly and recklessly. She continued swinging, although slower then before, as she answered him in an equally isolated and detached voice. "I caught my boyfriend and some brunette kissing. Thing is, that’s what everybody told me would happen, but I never listened to them, because I thought because we were best friends he wouldn’t be such a player now." She turned and looked at him, her voice now shaking slightly. "I don’t know how I’m going to face school on Monday."

He looked at her now too. "My best mate and my girlfriend blamed me for something they both did, plus they were cheating together. Now the school wants me to leave, for everyone's sakes apparently." H picked up a rock and gave it a laxy throw. "Geez it just kinda snuck up on me, all of it, you know what I mean?" When sh shook her head, he started to explain about what was toxicating and poisoning his life.

"Well it started with parties, nearly every night. And while you're at the party, someone offers you a drink, and then it becomes two and three and four until you become smashed and totally out of it. Then, the rest of your life kind of spirals downwards, so you feel like you've got nothing to lose and like everything is dead so what's the point, so you take some drugs hoping that it'll all make it better. It doesn't, and then you hate the world and everyone in it for not helping you, for belitting you and telling you what they would have done, and what you should have done instead." He put his head in his hands andlooked upwards, his eyes all blood shot. 

She patted his back, not quite sure what to do at this point. "The worst thing is I don't know if I would do anything different." He looked up at her and seemed to brighten just a little bit. "So how are you feeling about your boyfriend and his brunette?" She shuddered a bit, well aware of the disgusting feeling she had begun to know so well since just a few hours ago.

"I feel like I want to be away from everything and everyone I know. I want to just numb it and just want to live the way I want. Funny thing is, I only just started talking to you and yet I'm admitting things to you that I won't even admit to myself." It spilled out like water from a bottle.

He looked at her with an almost insane glitter in his eyes. "Well then, let's go party." Pretty random, but at the time Mia was just so out of it with hurt and anger that partying seemed like an escape.

note to the reader, this was done in a hurry and chances are that I'll probably delete it when I re read it and i realise how much I hate it.