*******Rebecca's P.O.V.*******
I stepped off the bus, that's one thing I know I'll never miss. Everyone at my school were either, so annoying I couldn't stand them, assholes who pushed me around whenever they has the chance, the occasional person who ignored me except when they needed a photo, or people who just ignored me. That is, of course, excluding my 3 only friends. Leah, the best of all of them, Andrew, her boyfriend who was almost a brother to me, and Katie, my panda-loving, band obsessed friend. They were the only things I'd miss about this school, and was going to be hard to tell them I was leaving.
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Walking down to my locker at the end of the day was something I dreaded. Today even more than usual. Why? Because that was when most of the tormenting happened. Also, I was telling Andrew, Leah, and Katie about Australia after school. I was looking around, trying to find Andrew, before heading down the long hallway of my torturers. (If Andrew was with me while I was walking, they wouldn't even touch me. Almost everyone was scared of Andrew, especially when he was around me and Leah, he was not afraid to defend either of us.) He was nowhere to be seen dammit! Taking a deep breath, I headed down the dreaded corridor. I tend to always count how many lockers I could go by before someone noticed me, my current record; 7 on the left side. I got that record 3 months ago. 5...6...7...8!.....9... DAMMIT! My books went flying as the first asshole shoved me across the hallway. I hadn't brought my camera with me to class today, thank God, it would have definitely gotten damaged this time.
I scrambled to pick up my books, and push up my glasses that had been knocked crooked on my face. People started kicking my books around, making it more and more difficult.
I looked around to see if there were any more books, and noticed the last one down at the middle of the hallway. I felt hopeless as another person bodychecked me into the wall, this time I didn't drop anything, but it hurt quite a bit. I can't wait to leave this school.
"WHO'S BOOK IS THIS?" I heard someone yell. I looked up to see the guy that caused all of the bullying to start, holding my book up. David. My ex-boyfriend, my first boyfriend, the only boyfriend I've ever had. After we broke up he spilled all my secrets, and started rumors about me. I hate him. But he just happens to be Andrew's best friend.
"It's mine." I shout, struggling to get over to were he is, glaring at him.
Everyone in the hallway laughs as I trip over the foot of a jock. I groan in frustration, and hurry to my feet. I reach David, grab my book and then run through the rest of the hallway and down the stairs to my locker.
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As I pull my backpack from my locker, Andrew comes laughing around the corner with a few of his friends. One is the guy who tripped me. When he sees the look on my face, his face falls and his eyes scan the rest of my body to make sure I'm not hurt.
"Dammit! Becca! I'm sorry! How bad was it today? Who do I need to punch? Well actually violence isn't the answer. Who do I need to very angrily talk to?" He spits out in a rush.
"Well one is standing right beside you, no, not Tyler, Jarod. He tripped me. Max pushed me and made me drop my books and Zach bodychecked me into the wall. Only a little worse than normal." I say tiredly. Andrew turns to Jarod angrily and starts telling him off, adding a few threats to beat his face in. I smile weakly at Tyler, him and his friend Jack were the only ones who never actually did anything. If they were there, it wasn't as bad, but usually they'd try to avoid it because their friends would get mad at them. He mouths "I'm sorry" back and heads to his locker.
Katie and Leah come downstairs and see Andrew still yelling at Jarod. They instantly make sure I'm alright, before they go to Andrew to calm him down so that we can walk over to Leah's. I take a final look in my locker to make sure I have everything and then slam it shut, just because it's fun and I'm never going back anyways. Turning to my 3 friends I blurt out, " I'm moving to Australia this weekend because it turns out that my mom is actually my stepmom and my real mom is Luke Hemmings' mom."
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Yeah I don't have WiFi very often so I don't update much. Also I only write when I think of an idea or am extremely bored.
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*kisses* -B
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