„Hey, (f/n). Do you want to join our group?", Dina offered as she was sitting in front of me.
Ms. Abeer had just announced our next group project and I dreaded it already. My gaze wandered through the classroom. Everyone else had decided for a group. So I did not really have any choice but to join Dina and Mariam. Why them out of all people? Although I did not really know anyone well as I had switched schools one week ago.
"I guess it can't be helped", I agreed with a sigh.
"You know you could at least pretend to be happy about working with us", Mariam considered while placing her chair next to my table.
I scoffed and concentrated on the task instead, ignoring the irritated looks of the two girls.
"How about each of one works on two pages and then we explain it to each other", Dina suggested.
"I take the first two pages", I mumbled.
"Okay", Dina agreed happily. How could anyone be in such a great mood all the time?
After explaining everything to each other we started to work on the poster. I pushed it toward Mariam.
"I want to write", Dina declared.
"No way in hell", I shot back.
"Why not?", she protested.
"Because you'll decorate the poster with drawings and use pink and glitter everywhere", I claimed. "Mariam. It's your turn", I decided.
"What if I don't want to", said person alluded.
"Stop that shit", I growled.
Mariam sighed and fulfilled the task anyway.
Unfortunately we did not manage to finish the poster during the lesson. So we would have to work on it in our leisure time. Group projects were definitely the worst. Now we were supposed to meet up without really having a choice.
"Do you have time today? We can meet up at my place", Mariam assumed.
"You can finish it without me. My information is already on the poster anyway", I reminded them.
"But it's a group project. It's not fair if we have to work more on it than you", she considered.
"So what? Are you gonna sell me out if I don't show up at your house? I'm not exactly rejoiced to work with you and I bet you aren't either by now. So if you don't mind just fuck off", I proclaimed.
"Whatever. Then do what you want. You're right. We won't sell you out", Mariam concluded, her voice sharp and dripping with disgust.
After the group project Mariam and Dina did not try to approach me again. I did not know whether I should feel relieved or sad. But what I did know was that it was my fault for pushing them away. Had it been the right decision?
I observed them getting bullied by Layan and co. without interfering. How could Mariam still stand up for herself? She was incredibly strong. Mariam and Dina were apparently able to be happy despite other people's opinions and actions. I wished I could do the same, but it was not that easy.
Breaks at the corner of school grounds, unanswered questions in class, alone all the time. I could not risk to draw any attention to me. Whenever someone approached me I scared them away.
When I saw that Mariam had been severely injured I was shocked. Of course she had always been bullied by Layan and her friends, but it had usually been emotional and not physical bullying.
And when Layan lied at the assembly to settle the truth of what had happened to Mariam I could not retreat anymore. Layan had gone too far and I could not just take that silently.
"Miss Faten. Layan is lying", I proclaimed drawing all the attention toward me.
The look of my mom was torn between anxious and proud. I could not blame her. I did not want to be in my position either, but I could not let Layan manipulate everybody and lead the incredibly strong Mariam into misery.
"Mariam never touched Layan. Actually Layan's the one tormenting Mariam and manipulating and scaring the other students all the time. Mariam is the victim. Don't let Layan fool you", I declared.
My appearance did not falter. I was wearing a poker face and on the outside no one could tell how much Layan's stares actually scared me, or the oppressing silence that had captured the room.
The discussion about the truth continued for a short while and in the end Miss Faten decided to give both girls an equal amount of suspension. Obviously Layan's dad was even more powerful than I had thought. Great ...
"Hey (f/n)! Wait!" Mariam's voice made me stop in my tracks as mom and I had been on the way to our car. Our moms were considerate enough to give us some privacy.
"What?" My voice was apathetic. It was either all or no emotions. I definitely preferred the latter.
"Thanks for standing up for me. Honestly I didn't expect that", she stated with a smile.
"I just told the truth. It's no big deal", I brushed it off.
"Yes, it is. Obviously I judged you too quickly. Maybe you wanna hang out once after all?", she suggested.
When our eyes met my mask fell. I could not keep up my act anymore and the tears started flowing.
"Oh sorry! Did I say something wrong?", Mariam worried.
I immediately wiped the tears away with my sleeve and shook my head. "Just forget it", I mumbled.
"Sorry, but what's up with you? That you supported me is a big deal, then you start cryinga nd now you pretend to be the mean one again?!"
"It's nothing personal, Mariam", I attempted to reassure her, but my plan backfired.
"What is it then if it's not personal?", she questioned.
"I just know how it feels, okay?" I averted my eyes.
"What do you mean?", she continued her little interrogation.
A sigh of frustration left my lips. "I've been bullied myself. That's why I switched schools and why I tried to stay alone and don't arise any unwanted attention", I explained. "I especially can't stand you. Seeing you defending yourself against Layan reminds me how weak and pathetic I actually am", I ranted.
"I don't think that you're weak", Mariam proposed. "Layan's going to target you now. You know that, don't you?"
I shrugged my shoulders. "Whatever."
"But you could have two amazing allies if you want to", Mariam offered grinning slightly.
Doubts started filling me. Would this really work out? I did want to spend time with Mariam. She truly was stunning in many ways, but was it alright to grand myself her company and support?
"I don't know what happened at your old school. But at least you wouldn't have to fight on your own anymore", Mariam suggested.
"Fine then", I agreed reluctantly.
She took a piece of paper and a pen out of her backpack, wrote something onto it and handed it over. "Just call or text me", she assumed.
She sent another smile my way while approaching her mom who was talking to mine. "And thanks again", she called out before leaving together with her mom.
I could not help the smile that was adorning my face. Maybe school was not that bad after all.
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The request: Hum...i my first idea is that I imagine an sassy reader (its a shield) who was bullied before and is new at the school. At first Mariam can't stand her for no reasons but finally they become friends after she defend her. But after that idk what it could happened.
I hope you don't mind that I gave Mariam a reason to not like the reader. Haha. I hope you all like it and thanks for the request. Feel all free to make more :)
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