11 Chapter. 10. Covenant.

Veronica

December 31st or should I say January 1st. I've been here for four months. Apparently my parents don't plan to take me out. I have written to you many times. I tried calling them, but they didn't answer. I even lost my phone already. They didn't want to send me a new one ...

I read in the rich girl's diary. That?! I'm just curious. I'm diving into his things. We need to sell something. We run out of options. It seems that we are not the only ones who have been robbing him. In addition, it is very useful. This girl somehow learns even the darkest secrets of all the students and teachers at this school.

Thanks to her I have confirmed that Luis and Fred are biological brothers. Fred is the oldest and apparently the culprit that they are both in this school. Anne, our goth roommate, is also somehow related to the siblings' story. The rich girl speculates on a dramatic love story.

He also wrote many of the rest of the girls in the room, including us. According to Laura, the twins are Huelva who live on the streets and were caught stealing on more than one occasion. Jennifer's case is similar, only that she has her mother and they live in a poor neighborhood.

I laugh a little when I see what he says about me. He thinks I'm a spy. For the rich girl, she was an infiltrator in the school to control everything that happened between the students. I laughed at that. He had a lot of imagination without a doubt. She would be a great writer or journalist.

Tired yawn. Today I am alone with this. Marlía had fallen asleep on her bunk. It seems that the excitement of last night left her without energy. Instead Abi said she would watch, but from the outside. He said he wanted to get some sun. I think it's the one sitting under the window of the shelter. As for Jack, I have no idea. We don't know anything about Luis either. We assume that he is alive because he is not among the dead of the night.

Second thought. I need air too. I dropped everything I did and left the hostel. Walk slowly until you exit the building. I felt the air on my face and that calmed me down. I didn't have a goal in mind. I just wanted to walk for a bit.

As I walked I heard noise. I turned the miranda looking for that sound and I found it. For a moment I went back a year when a noisy group was around me. Shake your head removing those ugly memories. That was in the past. I would never be in that situation again. First dead before humiliated again.

Without thinking much about it, I approached that group of bullies. To my surprise the victim was a boy older than me. Maybe second year? He wasn't crying but there was annoyance in his tender gaze. One moment. Tender?

-Good afternoon guys.- Greet everyone, but mostly the bullies.

They were neither more nor less than Ronald and his friends. Seriously? Bullies had to be his classmates. The leader looked at me with mockery and without further ado addressed his victim.

- Lucky friend! - Ronald said with mockery.- We only speak a little loud and a girl comes to defend you.

-You better go girl.- Said another boy walking towards me.

-Cease. Ian.- I'm calling a black-haired.- Let's get out of here. We will look for a problem ...

-What's wrong Elvis? - Ronald spoke.- Do you like the girl? .- Elvis looked away flushed.- You heard girl. Why don't they go out there together?

Your comment makes me blush. But not out of shame. I felt anger. What was it thought to be? A rag that he put in one place and then in another?

-Did you finish bleating? - I asked him and saw that he looked at me without understanding. That's what the goats do. Bee. Bee.- I imitate getting all the boys to laugh with grace except the mocked.- But it's true. The best thing is not to look for us a problem.- I said looking at the one called Elvis.- Let's make a deal.

They all looked at me expertly. I could already imagine what kind of deals were going through the minds of these kids. But none of that. I have self love.

-Soon the year will end. Then the first tests will begin.- I began to explain.- And as far as I know, none of them are doing very well in academics.

-Say once you propose.- Said impatiently who I think is Ian.

"I'll make sure your tests pass." I said simply. As if it were something easy. When I really don't even know how I will approve.- In return ...- I began to ask, because no deal is free.- I want no one else to be bothered. We have enough with the nights. They do not believe?

Ronald huffed. Ian and César seemed convinced, unlike the leader.

-Come on cousin.- Elvis began looking at his relative.- It's a good deal. We need it.

There was a moment of silence. Ronald thought about it for a moment. He looked at me, and looked at the boy with the tender eyes. Without saying anything he retired and behind him his lapdogs. When they left I breathed as if I hadn't done it in many minutes. I turned to the boy and reached out to help him up.

-Are you okay? - I asked.-My name is Veronica.

He accepted and stood up. Without saying a word, he gathered up his things. I think it was a sketchbook and colored pencils. I bent down and helped him, when I finished I extended his things to him. He took them between blushing. For being older he was very shy and cute. But what am I thinking?

-I ... Thank you- I heard him whisper with babbling. I smiled a little. Seriously. This boy would kill me with tenderness.- I'm Miguel.

I smiled unconsciously, arousing my curiosity.

-Are you a painter? - He looked at me flushed and somewhat surprised.- Can you let me see your drawings?

He did not answer. Somewhat embarrassed, he handed me his notebook. I took it with a big smile and started flipping through it. We talked for a long time. I never imagined that defending him would earn me a place in the rare heart of an artist.