Bullied by Luke Hemmings

Red dye

*Sophies POV*

The next couple days came and went in what seemed like minutes. I woke up on Saturday and rolled over away from the light coming in through my window.

To Sophie:

Hey! You can come over at anytime now and I just wanted to let you know that a couple of my friends will be there with us, so girl and guys night now huh? Love you Soph!!!!! xx

When I saw the text I texted back almost immediatly.

To Mikey:

Oh cool. I need to meet some more people. I'll see you in about two hours! Love you too, Mikey! xxWhen I sent that I got up and went downstairs to eat some cereal. To my surprise, when I got down there, Aunt Jackie was making pancakes.

"Aunt Jackie, why are you cooking? You never cook anything. I mean anything," I exagerated.

She laughed, "Because you deserve it." Then she held up something. A piece of paper. As I got a better look at it, I burned my hand on the stove.

"Ouch!" I whined.

She smiled and handed me the paper. Its my report card. I got all A's!

"Nothing different," I said as I threw the report card away.

She sighed as she flipped the pancakes. "I thought that you would have been a little more happy, I was going to take you and a friend to celebrate," she said while frowning.

"I'm sorry. I'm going over to Mikeys later anyway. What colour should I dye my hair?" I ask while eating a little pancake she gave me.

"Red. I've always imagined you with red hair. Trust me, you will look gorgeous. I even have some in my bathroom. I thought that I would dye my hair tomorrow, but you can have it," she replied.

I nodded. While I ate, I thought about what I would look like with red hair. I guess I would look pretty. When I finished, I put my plate in the sink and went upstairs to get ready.

I walked into my room and decided since I have an hour and a half, that I would watch some videos on YouTube. I turned on One Direction music videos. Yes, I am a senior in high school and I like One Direction. Sue me.

Before I knew it, Aunt Jackie is knocking on my door asking me if I am ready.

"Uhm, not really. I can get ready really fast. Why?" I asked her.

"Because Mikey is here and wanted to walk you to his house," she replies, matter-of-factly, like I should know that.

"Yeah, tell him that I'll be down in a few minutes. I'm going to get ready," I said. I quickly shut my computer and plugged in my straightener. And then I went over to my closet. I picked out a light pink shirt, light blue-jeans, a purple beanie and my white converse. I figured that since the shirt is old, that it wouldn't be bad to use to dye my hair in.

I put my clothes on and straightened my light brown hair. I walked downstairs and quietly made my way into the kitchen without getting noticed by the people chatting about movies in my living room. I looked into my fridge and saw a couple bottles of Pepsi's and water. I decided on the water because I was probably going to drink soda at the resteraunt.

I walked into the living room and saw Mikey standing by the door. He smiled as I felt a smile appear on my own face.

"You look amazing. I expect that you found some hair dye?" he said.

I replied, "Isn't the guy always supposed to buy the girl hair dye?"

"Yeah, yeah. Jackie said that you got some cool new dye?"

I nodded and smiled in reponse. I am proud that I am actually going to dye my hair.

"Ooh, im going to go get the hair dye for you Sophie," Aunt Jackie said as she walked away.

I nodded. "So what colour are you dying your hair" I said to break the silence.

"White with a black strpie down the middle of my head. I'm going to look like a skunk," he laughed.

"I'm dying my hair a pretty red. Its going to bright but dark at the same time. It's going to get all the guys wanting to have me," I laughed at myself.

"Definitely" he replied, his cheeks going a little pink and looks down.

I smiled as I heard Aunt Jackie walking into the living room.

She handed me the box and I immediatly showed Mikey the colour of the dye. She said that he liked it a lot. I said bye to Aunt Jackie and walked out of the door.

"So you wanted to walk me to your house, even though its right across the street?" I smirked.

"Because I just wanted the alone time, theres something that I wanted to tell you before we are surrounded by a whole bunch of my friends,"

"And what is it, Mr. Clifford?" I giggled at myself.

He looked at the ground before saying anything. Could he like me? But he just met me like, two weeks ago.

"Uhm, I just wanted to tell you that I li-" he got cut off by rain starting to fall. "Damnit," he cursed under his breath. "Lets get inside," he said as he grabbed my hand and ran to his house.

"Th-thanks," I stuttered when we got inside. As soon as I turned around, I saw a cpuple boy and girls. I heard some whistles and some whispers. I just laughed it all off.

He nodded and took me upstairs to get a towel. When we got up there, there was one huge blue and green towel. He handed it to me and I dried myself off. Then, I wrapped it around my hair.

"Hey Mike," I heard when he walked into the hallway.

"What do you want?" Mikey replied.

"Well, I came to see how your little girlfriend is doing. She's cute. Lemme get her,"

The boy came barging in on me and grabbed my hips. He was to strong for my grip. He wouldn't let me go for anything.

"Let go!" I yelled at him. By then, Mikey was trying to pry him off of me. He then pressed his lips sloppily to mine.

He started kissing down my neck and I finally decided what was going to happen. I mouthed to Mikey that I would be fine and to leave me and him alone, but to stay near the door. I told the boy to get off for a split second and I ask Mikey where the spare bedroom was. He looked at me like I was crazy, but then caught what I was doing.

"Babe, the names Jacob," he said whilst biting his lip.

"Sophie," I replied.

I then grabbed his hand and pulled him into the spare room. I shot Mikey a text that said that if I dont come out within 5 minutes, then to go in there.