Bullied ~A Jack Gilinsky Fanfiction~ DISCONTINUED

Chapter 3

-REMEMBER: I am changing POV'S. Because it is so long, I'll probably take a while to update this. Notebook paper wise, I have 6 front and back pages... I plan on doing more, also. Sorry if I'm not doing well.

**Maggie's POV**

"Maggie, get up!" Bailey said, pulling the covers off of my body. "Mmm," I groaned, curling up in a ball to keep my body warm. "Maggie, NOW!" Bailey yelled, yanking a pillow out from under my head and hitting me with it. "OW! I'm up! I'm up! Geez!" I yelled, sitting up and rubbing my eyes. "What is today?" I asked, yawning and stretching. "Friday, so get up and be happy" Bailey said, said, walking in my closet. "Can I borrow a cardigan?" "Yeah, just not the tan one," I said, standing up and going to my dresser. I opened my drawer and grabbed a grey skater skirt. I walked into my closet, grabbed the tan cardigan, and a Green Day shirt. I kicked Bailey out, and got dressed.

As I straightened out my outfit, I grabbed my black choker, and a few bracelets that say 'Have A Terrible Day' , 'Hakuna Matata' , and 'Tacos Can Save My Life'. I put them on, grabbed my bag, and ran out the door to meet Bailey.

***AT SCHOOL***

"Hey, Maggie, right?" a strange boy said, walking up to me. "Yeah, I'm her. Who are you?" I asked, staring at him, he looked really nice. "Hey, dude, why'd you run off?" a blonde boy said, walking up to him. "Sorry, Jack G. told me that this was your locker. But, I'm Sammy, and this is Jack," Sammy said. "Sammy? Huh, that sounds so familiar, did you go here in like kindergarten?" I asked Sammy, looking at him. "Yeah, so did Jack here," Sammy said, pointing at Jack. "Oh! Johnson, the kid who ate the crayons, or was that you, Sammy?" snickered, blushing. I mean, they're both cute, and oddly adorable. Well, not oddly. You know what I mean... "Dude, did you tell her yet?" Jack G. said walking up to Sammy. "Oh! Shit, no not yet. Hey, uh, we moved in with Jack, and uh, his parents wanted to know if you would like to come over for dinner." Sammy said, scratching the back of his neck. "Uh.. that's not up to me, lemmie text Bailey really quick," I said, popping out my phone and texting her really quick. (B=Bailey M= Maggie)

M= Hry, do you want ot og ot Jackz house fro dierne? Its pu ot ypu...

B= Huh??? What the hell did you just say? :,D

M= Shit, sorry. Do you wanna go to Jacks house for dinner, its up to you...

B= Sure... -__- Heh heh heh

M= Okay

"She said sure," I said, locking my phone. "Okay,'' Sammy said, "See you Saturday,'' they all walked away. "Mrs. Hernandez, please hand me that cellular device," My dinosaur of a History teacher, Mr. Marshall said, putting his hand out for my phone. "Okay, fine," I said, wincing as I gave him my phone. He turned around, moving his arms, loosely holding my phone. I grumbled and walked to History. I got to History and sat down at a desk. "Dude, you totally knew she wasn't going to go unless her 'guardian' wanted to go, I bet you its because of Sammy," Jake chuckled, sitting by me, I groaned and rolled my eyes. I looked at him and gave him a fake smile. "Oh, look, its another fake ass bitch, with a fake ass smile," Jake Foushee's girlfriend, Jaymie, said, smiling at me. "Hey, Jaymie, don't stand too close to heat, plastic melts, and you should also stop going to that bakery, that cake face is way too strong," I chuckled, looking at her, smiling. "Fuck off, Maggie," Jaymie snapped, rolling her eyes and walking away to sit at her desk.

History is now officially the worst-wait what am I saying? I fucking hate every second of every hour of every day at school. Sounds complicated, I know...

So, now, I have to wait till after school to see what Foushee has to say about me talking to his girlfriend like that. Yay...

----AFTER SCHOOL----

It was after school, and I was waiting for Sammy, Jack, Jack, and Bailey. I sighed and sat my bag down on the pavement. "Maggie, Maggie, Maggie," I hear a familiar voice say, making me turn around quickly to see Jake's face about a foot away from mine. "Jesus," I groaned, turning back around. "C'mon, you should be happy its me, and not anyone else," Jake said, turning me around to face him. "Leave me alone Jake, seriously, I mean it or I'll-I'll hit you. I'll hit you in your dick," I said, balling my hands up into fists. "You wouldn't touch me," Jake said, threatening me. "Try me," I said, gritting my teeth and squeezing my fists until my knuckles were white. "Go ahead, hit him," I heard Gilinksy say. "You know sh-" Jake said, before I punched him in his penis, making him stop his sentence and double over at the pain I caused him. "I didn't say that she would, and I didn't say she wouldn't" Jack shrugged walking over to him and helping him up. "Boom! Did you just see that!?! She just kicked his ass!" I heard Sammy say, laughing. "Yeah, freaking great punch, but it even makes me hurt a lil' bit," Johnson said, running up to me. "Hey, and, thanks? Anyways, do you know where Bailey is?" I said, feeling flustered. "No," Jack said, sounding dissapointed. "Oh, well she needs to hurry, where ever she is," I said, grabbing my phone and texting Bailey.

(M-Maggie B-Bailey)

M-Hey! Where are you??

B-In the bathroom, why

M-I punched Jake Foushee in his penis, you know, no big deal...

B-I'M ON MY WAY!!

M-OKAY

B-Deuces

M-Bye

I sighed, placing my phone in my pocket. "I'm here," Bailey said out of breath. "No, and she can punch hard, god dude, it still hurts, like badd," Jake said groaning. "You're so lucky I'm down right now," Jake said, grimacing at me. "You act like your package is the size of the Eiffel Tower, when really you probably have a Tic-Tac dick," I said, patting his back. We quickly got in the car and drove away. The very last word to be spoken in that car is..

"So, where'd you get the Tic-Tac dick joke from?" Johnson asked, seriously.