Bullied by them

Chapter 6: Brooklyns P.o.v.

I walked into school, pissed looking for Michael. I found him by his locker taking out books. I stormed over to him and pushed him into the locker as he leaned in saying,
"Damn this is hot." I grabbed a book from his hand and hit him in the shoulder with it.

" This isn't funny, you dick." I half shouted, backing up slightly.

"Well somebody had a giant bowl of bitch flakes this morning." he said while chuckling making me hit him with the book harder.

" How can you be so immature at a time like this?!" I gritted my teeth as he responded,
" What do you mean?" he spoke with a confused look.

"You're seriously asking me that?!" I said angrily.

" Well obviously." He said.

" Erin wouldn't be in the hospital if it weren't for you! "

"Wait she's the chick that was covered in blood?"

"well obviously" I said in the same sarcastic tone he used on me. "she cut herself from your idiotic note, Are you happy now?! You put someone's life at risk.. What did she ever do to you?" I questioned looking at him.

"Well I didn't force her to put the blade to her wrist. It's not my fault she listens to what everyone says."

" You're ass must be jealous of all the shit that comes out of your mouth, Clifford." I lifted my hand up and slapped him as hard as i could leaving him shocked, holding his cheek.

I walked over and met Shawn at my locker, my mood instantly changed as I saw him. My heart pounding slightly as he kissed my cheek and smiled saying,
"Hey baby girl." I blushed, smiling up at him.
"Haaaiii daddy." I giggled softly as he gave a weird look. " Oh, do you not like it when I call you daddy?"

" I never said that. Don't put words into my mouth." He stated.

"Well you gave me a weird facial expression. So I just assumed."

"well what if I like it when you call me daddy? And I was just shocked."

"Then there's no fun in calling you daddy." I giggled looking at him.

"Whatever you say princess." he chuckled, giving my lips a small kiss, making me smile cheekily.

" What's up with all the pet names lately?" I questioned.

"Do you not like it... I can stop...?" He responded scratching the back of his neck awkwardly.

" No I was just wondering. I find it adorable. " I smiled and he wrapped his arms around my small waist, as I placed my hands around his neck softly, looking up into his eyes. He smiled looking into my eyes, making my heart melt into a million pieces. I stood on my tippy toes and kissed him softly. He kissed back a bit rougher, but not too rough. After a few minutes the bell rang, making me jump slightly and back away. I peck his lips and smiles saying,
"I'll see you at lunch. "

"I'll see you then love." he said in the thick accent of his making my heart flutter. We smiled at each other as I stole one last kiss before making my way to class.

We each parted out own ways. I made my way to first hour I bumped into someone making me fall and my books fall to the ground. I look up and groan seeing Michael offering his hand which I hesitantly excepted.  
" I am so sorry." I apologized standing up and getting my books.

"Uh no don't be. I wasn't watching where I was going." he said picking up the last book and handing it to me.

"Uh thanks.." I smiled, locking eyes with him for a few moments, before I looked away. " Well, we better.. Umm get to class." 

"Yeah probably." He muttered quietly followed with a quiet groan.

After a few seconds of awkwardness we began walking to Mrs.Smith's. As soon as we reached the door the bell rang, meaning we were late. I rushed inside. I don't know why I rushed because Ms.Smith was ALWAYS late. So it didn't matter if I was a few minutes late. As I walked into class Ms.Smith glanced at us.

"You're  late..." She said.

"Yeah but I'm surprised you weren't." I muttered loud enough so she could hear me. "Besides it was only a few minutes. It's not that bad." I said, making the whole class "ooh.".

"I'm a teacher. I make the rules hun. Which means you shouldn't be late. Do you have a pass?" she said with no expression.

"Uh No?"

"Make sure you have a pass next time. I'll let you go this one time." She stated before she started reading of the attendance, which was followed by a bunch of "Here's". I pulled out my notebook and a pencil and began drawing a heart on the inside cover of the notebook, waiting for Ms.Smith to start class. She started shortly after and made us take a bunch of notes.  That's how most of my classes went today, well except P.E. It was so exhausting we ran so many laps. Which honestly isn't my favorite thing to do. I dreaded it so much, making it go by slower. My clothes were literally full of sweat it is disgusting. But the other classes went by extremely fast, surprisingly.

   It sucks that Erin's still in the hospital. I miss having my best friend around. She made everything 100x better. I can't believe she tried to kill herself. I remember when were little, I never would have thought about 10 year old Erin trying to kill herself. She was so happy and innocent. I guess the world messes us up. Once you hit a certain age you start caring about what people think about you. And you try to be perfect for everyone. But you can't. Everyone's definition of perfect is different. No matter what you do, Someone is always judging you. I just wish she understood that. Not everyone's gonna like you. And you shouldn't care... As long as you like yourself that's all that should matter. But everyone always puts her down all the time. I understand why she's sad but she should take it out on her body. Some people would love to be young and healthy again. Some people are fighting for their last breaths wishing they could go back. She's lucky. Some people starve from having no food and no money. But she starves herself because she's "fat" but she literally has the perfect body that anybody would die for. I just don't get it. Society takes something so beautiful and destroys it. It's fucked up. I just don't understand why people have to be so rude. They wouldn't like it if it were happening to them. I probably shouldn't haven't gone off on her yesterday. I probably made it 10x worse...I feel so bad.. As if her life wasn't bad enough.  She probably thinks her best friend is mad at her. Ugh I fucked up so bad. I'll go by and apologize later. It kills me to think she could have died and I wasn't there. I'm such a horrible friend.......