Two years later...
Y/N's POV:
It is my last year in the middle school, time is flying by so fast...
I was grabbing my stuff out of my locker, all alone because I was talking to a teacher about some homework. I shut my locker and swung my bag over my shoulder and started walking to football practice. The closer I got towards the locker rooms, the sound of cussing and banging grew louder. I stopped. I continued to walk to see Ophelia getting beat up by the school bullies. She was on the ground trying to pick up all of her things while shaking. I walked over and helped her pick up her books and what not, but when she saw me she started getting stuttery."H-hello Y/n! What a-are you doing here? S-shouldn't you be a football practice?"
"I was busy talking to a teacher" I said
How does she know about my football schedule? Weird..
"O-oh! Okay uhm..." She paused
"...Thank you?" I said
"I didn't need your help, I'm fine and I could've done this myself. I'm not weak you know" her tone darkened as she grabbed her books out of my hands.
"I have a bus to catch, so see ya" She said walking in the opposite direction to her locker.
I never understood girls...or anyone for that matter. People are so mean to the people that don't deserve it.
The next day, I was at my locker, alone again because Phill and Kyle were throwing pencils at the teacher and blamed me, I had to explain everything to the teacher while they got to go home early. Ugh. I walked out to the stairs in front of the school because football was canceled due to the weather. As I opened my umbrella, I saw a familiar straight dark haired girl. Ophelia. I didn't feel like talking to her because she was being an ass the day before. As I walked away I heard Ophelia.
"Wait!" I turned my head to her who was staring back at me. She took a deep breath.
"Look, I'm really sorry for the way I acted yesterday, it wasn't necessary." She looked to her shoes.
"I-" I didn't know what to say. "It's okay, I get it-" she cut me off again
"No it's not okay. It was fucked up and rude...I mean...you were just trying to be nice and I just...yelled at you" I sat next to her and held the umbrella over both of us while maintaining a distance. She looked at me.
"Why are you being nice to me? I was a total dick to you yesterday" She said clearly confused.
"Did you miss your bus?" I asked ignoring her previous question.
"No. Actually my friend, Katie, was supposed to pick me up but she never did. She hasn't in the past so I don't understand why I still believe she'll show up." She said turning her head to face the road
"Oh.." I said speechless
"I'm probably gonna have to walk again, but it's fine, I actually like the rain!" She said
"What about your parents?" I blurted. Nobody ever talks about family, especially Ophelia's unless they are teasing her about it.
"It's complicated.." She said standing up.
"WAIT! I'm sorry! I shouldn't have asked that, that is your business not mine and it was rude! I'm sorry!" I said realizing I fucked up
"No no, its okay, you were just curious and I get that. At least you weren't bullying me about it" She said in a calm and soft tone, not a hint of anger at all.
"I should head home" She said
"Yeah me too" we walked in opposite directions without turning back
Hey you guys! This is a kinda long-ish chapter compared to chapter one! I hope you enjoyed and I hope you have a good day/night and stay safe!
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