You wake up one school morning already dreading the upcoming day at school.
-Why do you have to be the unlucky one and get bullies? You're so stupid- you think to yourself.
You would have thought even at a private school you wouldn't get bullied, but I guess the devil hates me.
The bell sounds, telling everyone to make their way to lessons. You hurry to make sure the bullies don't catch you but your too late. You are pushed to the ground, the books in your hand now sprawled across the empty corridor. "Not so fast, loser." says your worst enemy. He raises his fist, getting ready to punch you in the stomach. You squint, awaiting the normal routine of his fist colliding with your torso, but nothing happens. Your eyes flutter open slowly, wondering why nothing came but are surprised to find an unfamiliar- but so cute- face grabbing your enemies fist in his hand.
"You should watch what you do to ladies, haven't you heard you shouldn't hit them?" the guy says.
"And what if I don't?" your enemy asks.
"You better watch your back because your worst nightmare has just escaped from your dream." A solid glare is exchanged by the two boys before your enemy turns around and walks off, accompanied by his friends trailing behind. The boy turns to face you, holding out his hand to help you up- which you gladly take.
"Hi, I'm Matthew Espinosa. I'm new here, could you show me around?" you smile for a while, staring into his beautiful eyes. "Sure why not. Thank you for that by the way, I'm [Insert name here]." you pick your books up before walking to your lesson side by side with a smile on your face throughout the whole day.
