![]() ".y-yeah i-it is." You sighed as you saw one man ball his fist up. You saw how (Bitch Name) looked at you, daring you to disagree. "She tried to beat me up in the hall, but I managed to turn the tables on her." She said, using her 'hurt' voice, whispers and gasps filled the room as the teacher tromped over, "Is that True?" She said in a teacherly way. You didn't answer, but one girl did, (Bitchy Name). "Miss (L/n), what on earth happened to you?" The teacher said as she looked back from the board, pinning the whole classes eyes on you, it burnt. The small group of onlookers went to their classes as you managed to get to yours. You merely sighed, lowering your head like a beaten dog, you began to walk away but you mentally counted down, "3.2.1" On one she pushed you into the metal locker, denting the locker slightly, your vision hazy as you heard the groups laughter and the click of heels. ![]() You got to your feet, rubbing the part of your face where she punched. Out of everyone why you, you did nothing to deserve this. "Stupid Slut" Her harsh words ripped you up, you kept your head down. ![]() LIKE I'M SCARED THAT I CAN WRITE LIKE THIS BUT PLEASE KNOW WE LOVE EACH ONE OF YOUR FACES CAUSE YOU ARE SPECIAL IN YOUR OWN WAY I USALLY WONT DO THIS BUT THIS.HAS SO MANY. THIS WILL HAVE SO MANY TRIGGER WARNINGS THAT I MUST WARN YOU. ![]()
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