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I made my way onto the bus, I could sense all the kids looking at my bruises that my Dad left last night. I saw Butters waving me over so I sat down next to him. "Hey Y/N! I've decided to try out the bus, my parents recommended it to me-" He pauses when he spys the bruises all over my arms and legs "What happened to you!?" He said, shocked "Oh um, pretty similar to you actually, but my dad got arrested." I replied "How can you say that so casually?!" He says. "I dunno, I guess I'm just not really surprised. My Dad deserved it." I said "So how long is he in jail for?" He asked me "5 years. I can finally have some peace." I said "jeez, that sounds rough." He said. "Yeah it is, but whaat about you? Your family is also pretty shit, like are you okay?" I asked "Yeah, the bruises are fading but the one on my eye has gotten worse." He replied. "Don't your parents even realise what they're doing?? Their basically training you to have personality issues." I reply "I dunno." We arrive at School, I get off and Butters follows behind me. I see Wendy waving me over. I walk over to her "Y/N?! What the hell?!" She yells at me "What?! What did I do??" I ask, actually confused. "You keep hanging out with Butters! you know he broke Lisas heart! Do you even know how much it hurts?!" She yells at me "Isn't that the plan?? To get close with him?" I say, a bit quieter "Not that close! Theres a huge rumor going around that you two are dating! Imagine how Lisa feels!" Wendy yells at me again "Look Wendy. I'm not falling for him!" I yell, I see kids looking at us. A few start to gather. "YOU DON'T CARE DONT YOU?! YOU DONT CARE FOR LISAS OR MY FEELINGS!" SHe screams "Your feelings? When was this about you?!" I yell back, the kids start chanting "fight, fight, fight, fight!" Wendy throws a punch and it hits my shoulder, I try to deal with the pain as I pull her hair towards me then kneel her in the stomach. She slumps over and I feel instant regret. She gets up and kicks my knees. I fall over onto the concrete and scratch my head, She gets ontop of me and starts punching me in the face. I see Butters in the crowd, hes crying. I can tell, I see the teacher pull her off me. My head hurts.

I open my eyes and look around. I can see im on a bed in the nurses office, I look across the room and in one of the 2 chairs i see Butters "Butters?" I say, looking at him "Oh Y/N you're awake!" He happily exclaims, he walks over to me and gives me a light hug. trying not to press down on any on the bruises on my body by accident. Hes so sweet. "C'mon, School ends in about 5 minutes. You stuff is over there." He points to a corner with my backpack in it "And i need to get my things from my locker." He says. I slowly sit up, he holds out his hand and he helps me stand. I walk over to my bag and realise i'm still holding Butters hand, I look at it and let go. I see him blush and I chuckle. I pick up my bag and my books and we walk out. Once we make it to Butters locker the School bell goes "I was sitting there all day." He says "They let you?" I ask. "No." He replies. "Well how were you there?" I ask "Because I was thinking about what you said a few days ago, you're right. I do need to behave badly sometimes, even if it's for looking after you." He says as he slips his bag on and closes his locker. "What did you do when the nurse came in?" I asked. He grabs my hands and we walk out together. "Well I simply hid in the spare lockers. There were some full of medical stuff in that room but one of them was empty and i could fit pretty well." He says. "Wow, I probably wouldn't have even thought of that" I see Wendy in the distance, giving me a stare of disaproval. "Can we go faster?" I quietly say to Butters "Why would you-" He then notices Wendy staring at us "Sure." he says as we start speed walking out of there, we decide to walk home together again. We reach his house as our hands disconnect. "Hey uhm did your Dad ask you about the 'project' last night?" I ask "Nope." Butters replies. "Good, lets hang out again to work on the 'project' since you're grounded and thats the only way we can hang out." I say "Oh yeah of course." Butters says. I pull out my phone from my left pocket. I text my Mum

Y/N: Hey Mum I'm working on the project again with Butters.

Mum: When will you be back?

Y/N: How long am I allowed to stay?

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