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The bullies - Emma. M

Y/S: your/sexuality

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"give it back!" I yelled as the local school bullies grabbed my diary.

"Dear diary, I've been thinking about it more and more and I really am starting to think im Y/S- OH MY GOD GUYS THEY'RE A FAGGOT!" one of the guys basically yelled as his friends started laughing. A lot of other people heard it, I could hear whispering and laughters.

"Hey! Leave her the fuck alone you assholes!" I heard from behind me, I turned around to see the prettiest girl I've ever seen. Short brown dyed blonde hair, blue eyes that are gorgeous, honestly i could look into her eyes for hours.

"or what?" the taller guy stepped infront of her. I watched as her hand met with his face, harshly. She had slapped him. Gasps.

"leave or I WILL do it again." she yelled, he didn't leave though. Uppercut. Punch. Push. Screams. Cries.

"QUEERS!" they dropped my diary and left, groaning. I quickly grabbed my diary and ran in a random empty class. I sat slid down the wall and started crying.

"hey, Y/N, right?" I heard from the door, i looked up, there she was. I nodded.

"can I sit?" she asked after she had walked over to me. I nodded again. She sat down next to me, holding me. A stranger who was actually gorgeous was hugging me.

"who are you?" I managed to ask between sobs. She giggled.

"right, im Emma"

"hi Emma" I said and we both giggled.

"im one too if that makes you feel better."

"you're what?" I asked.

"a faggot." she said holding back a giggle. I looked at her and we both started laughing uncontrollably.

After a few minutes I asked,

"how did you even know my name?"

"don't take this as weird, I've sort of been watching you for a bit and I think you look really nice. Also your concentration is really awesome, you get so lost when writing or reading- people are yelling and you dont even look up once. Im also pretty much of a watcher so I noticed quite a few things, like the way you get annoyed when you dont understand a math question, or the way you tuck your hair behind your ears when you're reading. You also always have thoses bracelets on your right wrist and your hairties and one bracelet with a heart on your left wrist. Yeah sorry have I said too much? I really dont wanna seem like a creep or anything." I smiled looking down at my bracelets.

"yeah well uhm, I was in 6th grade and every diner I would go to this preschoolers class and well, I guess they were sort of a coping way. One of them, she gave me a bracelet, I've never taken it off since. I remember sobbing atleast almost 5 times per week in the summer since I missed her. I saw her again once. And now I see her maybe like every 3 months. I call her my kid. Honestly I would do alot for her." I said in all honesty.

"wow- I don't even know what to say, she sounds like a very lucky kid." she said, pretty much speechless.

"and uh well, thank you, that whole- speech you said was flattering." I sniffed and wiped my tears, looking at her.

"friends?" she held her hand out.

"friends." I shook her hand, smiling, still crying.