(A/N: This is probably my 6th story of One Direction)
Chapter 1 :D
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Lacy's POV
"Why do you even still live?" A girl shoved me against a locker in the girl's locker room. Gym had just ended and now it's time for another bully session.
"Can't you...just leave me alone?" I pleaded, not facing her direction, I didn't want to let my tears fall again, she gets more angry when that happens. She's like the Queen Bee of this school, the top dog, very top of the list. Her name is Leigh-Ann, her fake hair, and tan gets on my nerves. She can't ever be true to herself.
"And what's the fun in that?" Leigh-Ann scoffed, twirling a long piece of her bleach blond hair around her orange-y colored finger.
"Oh, this girl again?" One of her back up girls came around the corner, I swear, their outfits get sluttier each day. This girl's name is Diana, she's the second most popular behind Leigh-Ann, her nails were longer than my pinkie. She gets a new pair about every two weeks. I couldn't imagine wearing those. They're so ugly.
"Yeah, she's so hideous, like, how can we even have her around here anymore." Leigh-Ann rolled her eyes, grabbing a piece of my hair, pulling it above us, then letting it fall.
"Her hair is so stringy, ugh, you're so ugly." Diana put on a disgusted face. Why does this happen to me...all of the time?
"I...can I just go...home?" I stared up at them, yes up, only because they have on five inch heels, one day they'll just break, and then their ankles will break. Oh how tragic...note my sarcasm.
"Hm, I'll let Alex deal with you." Leigh-Ann scratched my arm as she roughly grasped it in her hands, tugging me along. My backpack was hitting one side at a time, she was rushing out to the back of the school. This is where all of the jocks and cheerleaders are, they're honestly scary.
"Please!" I pleaded, seeing that everyone's eyes were gazing at me, soon their mouths turned into smirks. On no.
"Ha, just deal with it." Diana ripped off my backpack, tossing it down the concrete steps that we were about to walk down.
I tried tugging my arm out of both of their grasp, but they only held on tighter. I screamed out in pain, the feeling of their nails digging in my skin is like alcohol dripping in a fresh cut. Yeah, it hurts.
"Ahem, Miss Williams, Miss Marvel, let Miss Serene go. What are you girls doing anyways?" One of the gym teachers, Mrs. Burns had her hands sitting on her hips, her dark blue track suit on.
Leigh-Ann and Diana quickly let go of my arms, I felt relief blow over me, I hurried to grab my stuff, but one of the football players grabbed it, and ran across the field.
"EXCUSE ME, MR. THOMAS! YOU BRING THAT BACKPACK UP HERE RIGHT NOW!" Mrs. Burns yelled to the top of her lungs, making me flinch at the sound of her voice, the other girls just let out an angry sigh, crossing their arms over their chest. Oh yeah, let me tell you how they've both gotten boob jobs, yeah, totally fake. It disgusts me.
The football player tossed the backpack at me, I almost fell back with the force of his throw towards me, but I managed to stay up right.
Leigh-Ann and Diana both let out a chuckle, turning away from me, great. They're going to both go get ready to go to cheer practice, but Diana is the cheer captain surprisingly, but then again, Leigh-Ann cheers for two teams, this one, and another somewhere else.
"I'm sorry, Miss Serene, you may go home now." Mrs. Burns apologized, walking past me, and grabbing a football that had been thrown towards us.
I nodded, hurrying with my stuff, and escaping the school into my car. I sighed, slamming my hands along the steering wheel. This happens to me way to much in my life. What did I ever do to anyone? I wish someone would answer that question because I'm still clueless about it.
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