seeing with stars | h.s

•Chapter 10•

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{Harper}

I walk out of Language Arts and into the hallway where I see Harry.

"Uh, hey Harper, glad you're back. WOAH. What happened to your arm? Do you need help carrying things with you? I can hold your backpack if you need. Is it broken? Just tell me what you need me to do." By now he's standing really close to me so I step away.

"Ok, hold on, you're starting to sound like my mom... and no thanks, if I need help I'll ask..." I walk a little ahead of him, but we still have four minutes left in the passing period.

He grabs my shoulder gently to turn me around. "Just remember, if you need anythi-"

"I-I'm fine." I turn away, trying not to look back at him. I continue walking, but I have a feeling that he's not behind me. I turn around to look at where we were standing, but he isn't there anymore.

I kind of wish he kept following me.... maybe I hurt his feelings. I should go talk to him.

Right as I turn around, a tall, blonde haired girl darts in front of me, tripping over a large textbook on the ground. Many other girls were behind her, so she must have been popular. She fell with the loudest scream I have ever heard, as her phone went flying down the crowded hallway.

All of it happened so quickly, I was frozen and had no time to flee, a large circle of students formed around me and the girl.

Many had a frightened look and their hand cupped over their mouths as they looked from her to me, then back again. I see this as a hint and I rush to her side.

"O-o-oh n-no, are, are you ok? I take her hand to help her sit up, but she yanks her arm away from me.

"dONT yoU daRE TOuCH Me!! " She yells.

"O-ok. Sorry." I start to stand up, but she grabs my hair and pulls me back to the floor. By now, I hear a quiet mumble among the crowd around us.

"Now you listen to me," she whispers into my ear. " if you try to come anywhere near me again, I will break the only pretty little arm you have left, then you will be the ugly fool you will always be. You know I am head of the newspaper council, so everything that happens here, will soon be heard by the whole school. Oh, yeah, I know who you are, Harper Goffnerr, and later, everyone else will too. See you in Language Arts!" She says the last sentence louder so everyone can hear it.

I stand up so fast, that I don't realize what had just 'clicked' in my brain. See you in Language Arts. Language arts... now I recognize her. she was the one in the 'PINK' shirt who rolled her eyes when I introduced myself. Well I guess that explains it.

Pushing past what seems almost everyone in the school, I finally step out of the Old-Spice-smelling-sophomores when I hear footsteps, behind me. Lots of footsteps. Pretty soon, I am being flocked and surrounded by annoying, unknown, girls trying to get in any word they can about how rude I am.

I start to get the same feeling that I did on enrollment. My palms get sweaty, tears start to well in my eyes, and my breath gets heavier. I am now in a corner, being hovered over by about 6 to 7 girls that seem to be in my grade. Their voices continue to get louder and louder and their actions more violent. I lean against the wall with my head down, so no one sees my face. Sinking to the ground, one calls me a word that even I wouldn't use. I hug my knees to my chest, and my head down.

How did it get this far? I didn't even trip her? THESE PEOPLE DON'T EVEN KNOW ME!

I hold up my right arm to sheild my head and hopefully they will get the message. Then all at once, I feel the sharpest pain possible in my right arm. My bad arm. One of them has kicked it. It hurts so bad, I cant move. I hear one yell at me to get up and fight, but I'm already too weak. By now, I can't control my tears. I am sobbing all over my skinny jeans, and plaid fleece shirt.

Another from my left says something about one last shot. Although, they leave me no time to process, because right then someone gives me a hard hit to my left ear. It must have been a knee. Soon all of them leave, without letting me get a glimpse of their faces. I bring my good arm to my ear, my shaking hand toughes a warm liquid. This sends a shiver down my spine. My blurred vision is clear enough to see that on the floor and on my hand is a great amount of blood. I get a trickling feeling through my head, and the smell of copper filles my lungs.

I slowly close my eyes, and soon enough, all is dark.

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Sorry guise, this is a sad chapter... If this has ever happened to you, I strongly suggest that you tell someone IMMEDIATELY because you all are too special, and too valuable to be treated like this. Please stand up to bulling, because its cruel and sick. If you are reading this and you are doing the verbal, social, or physical, bulling, you need to stop and get help. Now. Because NONE of that is ok.

I love you all so, so, so, much and thanks for reading!

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