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𝘈 𝘉𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘕𝘦𝘸 𝘙𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘰𝘯 (Part 1)

꒰...꒱ ☆ ꒰...꒱

"No es justo! Porque debo de dejar de hacer algo que a mi me gusta por una... una cualquiera?"

"Let him sleep... he can pay me back for this some other time."

"Have you been drinking again?"

Even through the tunes playing for her ears only, a lazily dressed teenager could still make out the muffled voices of those surrounding her on the bus. Raising the volume of her music, she watched for any familiar scenes outside the window before pulling down on the bus' yellow cord inside.

She ignored the polite farewell from the busdriver before the doors behind her closed. And she feigned ignorance to the glances she was given by other students inside the comfort of their cars, watching over her every move like she were a caged circus animal.

The (H/C) haired girl kept her calm in walking towards the high school, with the sound of her favoured music overpowering the sound of her shoes contacting the concrete path to the establishment.

"I know you got them big dreams too. You can show me yours if you want to." Too enthralled with finding a better fit song for her to listen to, she failed to notice a group of school bullies on the second floor giggling amongst themselves.

Innocently walking right into their trap, what was once a polished tiled floor of pearly white was covered in red when the group's ring leader poured out a bucket of red paint onto the unsuspecting teenager. Cackling and high fiving each other upon the success of their actions, it was a domino effect with bystanders watching with surprise before turning into horrid faces as they tried to keep themselves from laughing.

Others who had noted the bucket beforehand had their phones set on the painted victim, recording everything with little to no regret or shame.

"Oops."

Now dripping with paint with the harsh similarity of blood all over the floor, (E/C) eyes widened and glossed when finding her vision blurred and the weight of the paint suddenly striking, she knew the familiar voice above her and she could feel gazes on her so she scurried away with the echoes of laughter following close behind her.

Despite arriving at school on public transportation, the young teenage girl kept her head hung low when walking straight past the bus stop and instead began shamefully crossing paths with several cars driving by.

The humiliation from school was already enough to the point that finding cars honking their horns when catching a sight of her didn't bother her as much. It only caused the humiliation to strengthen, the warmth of her heaving chest became unbearable.

Despite the rays of sunshine from the early morning gently shining down on her, the cooling wind of the season brought with it a parade of goosebumps around her exposed skin and made the tauntingly red paint dry up quicker.

In the midst of her long journey back home, her head that once was filled to the brim with thoughts and memories and mocking remarks was now silent and blank instead she was focused on the aching pain on her calves that yearned to take a breather and the dawning sweat coming down on her from all the walking she had managed through.

She had run away from school but at the expense of others even now.

(E/C) eyes caught sight of her familiar pathway, and disregarding her leg pain and how her book bag bumped into her so uncomfortably, she ran straight to her home.