I was in the the music room. It was currently empty, besides me. I was crying, I was upset because people were saying some pretty mean things to me.
Suddenly I heard the door open. I looked up at the door and saw Stiles walk in. I didn't really know him, but he was in one of my classes. I wiped the tears from my face and took a deep breath. "Hi, " I said.
Stiles walked over and sat beside me. "Hey, I heard someone crying in here. Are you alright? " he said.
"Um, yeah. I'm, I'm, uh, I'm fine, " I said, lying to him.
"Are you sure? You don't seem fine. I mean I know we barely know each other, but you can talk to me if you need someone to talk to, " Stiles said.
"No, I'm not alright. People they, uh, they've been saying pretty horrible things about me. None of them true, but all painful. But sometimes, I fear what they say might be true, " I said.
"I'm sure none of it is true. They're just bullies who have no idea what they are talking about, " Stiles said.
"How can you be so sure? Like you said we barely know each other, " I said.
"Well I may not, but I know someone who does. Lydia has told me so much about you and everything she has told me makes me believe nothing those bullies could say about you is true. You sound like an amazing person and I would like to get to know you for myself, " Stiles said.
I smiled softly. "Thank you, I would like that very much, " I said.
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