As I stepped out of my house, the chilly September air slapped me in the face. I should've worn something heavier than this sweater, I'm freezing. I quickly zipped up my sweater in attempts of keeping myself warm. While I was walking, the neighborhood was quiet and calm, I liked it.
In about 10 minutes, I found myself in front of my school. I craned my neck in order to see who exactly was in the front yard of the school. I looked to my left and saw Megan, that whore, and her friends. I looked to my right and saw my best friend, Emily. That's when I spotted the group of jocks acting like total animals a few meters away from Emily. Typical jocks.
As I looked deeper into the group of jocks, that's when I saw my bullies. Their names are Jake, Scottie, and Nick. The bullying I received from them started in 7th grade.
*Flashback*
I was new at school. I was nervous and worried at how people would look at me. When I entered my new school, I took in my surroundings. I bumped into the principal, Mr. Harley. "Well hello Crosania" , he said with a crooked smile. "Hello" I replied blantly. He had then showed me my locker. As I was having trouble opening my locker, I heard obnoxious snickering.What the hell, I thought. I ignored the snickering and finally figured out how to open my locker. More snickering, this time, voices. " haha look at that ugly pig, can't even open her locker". Another voice. " psht hahaha she's a total retard".
I felt tears forming slowly in my eyes. I slowly turned around and saw three boys. One caught my attention. A medium height boy, light brown hair, blue eyes. One with reddish hair spoke up. "Yuck your so freaking ugly, turn around whore, don't even look at me". Huh. "I-I'm sorry" I stuttered damn it.
"You look weak, jeez get a backbone crybaby". They all laughed. How could they say that on my first day? That's when I found out they were Jake, Scottie, and Nick.
*End of flashback*
While I was deep in my thoughts, I hadn't even noticed Emily standing next to me and waiting for me to talk. "Are you okay Crosania"? She asked worriedly. "Yea I'm fine", "so how are you Em"? I asked trying to change the subject. Good thing it worked. "Yea I'm good, but listen this year you have to defend yourself" she said. "W-What do you mean"? I asked trying to act clueless.
"You know what I'm talking about croissant" (my nickname). I sighed knowing she had won. "I know but there's three of them, and one of me", "I can't do it Em". I replied sadly. She sighed. "Just remember I will try and get them to stop". Emily had stated. "Em you've tried for 5 years".
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