The Quiet One (a YN and Santo August story)

Beaten

Brittany's POV

I was walking down the hallway with Tiffany, when I saw YN. I hate her so much that words can't even explain why. I keep my eye on her. She likes to Santo way too much for my comfort. I guess I'll have to fix that.

Brittany: Yn!
Yn: *turns around slowly* yes?
Brittany: I just wanted to make sure you know that Santo's mine kay?
Yn: and your telling me this because......?
Brittany: Because I want you to understand that he's mine!
Yn: yea I got that the first time I just can't to know why your bothering me.
Brittany: WATCH YO MOUTH LIL' GIRL! I'M THE QUEEN AROUND HER, AND I LOVE TO PUT MY SUBJECTS IN PLACE!
Yn: I still really don't care.

This girl is really asking for it!

Brittany: *starts beating Yn up* I bet you care now little trick! *walks off*

Yn's POV
I blacked out. When I woke up I was on a bed in the nurses office. My head hurt. I had a migraine, then I remembered why I had it. Brittany. I'm so sick and tired of her! Why won't she just leave me alone?! What did I do to deserve being picked on every single day of my life?!

Nurse: aah yn I see your awake! How do you feel?
Yn: not very good.
Nurse: what hurts sweetheart?
Yn: everything! Everything hurts!
Nurse: aww poor thing! I'm sorry but I can't help you anymore. The only advice I have is to go rest.
Yn: *sighs* ok *gets up and walks back to her dorm*

As I walked in, I noticed a note on the floor. It was from Chresanto. It read:

Hey yn. Sorry about Brittany. I saw you on the floor and brought you too the nurses office. I'll talk to Brittany about this. Hopefully I can get her too leave you alone. See you at Dance practice, hopefully you can make it.

Man I forgot all about Dance! I cleaned up and put and a big T-shirt with some baggy sweatpants and head out to practice.

Brittany: well well look who decided to show up!
Santo : *whispers* Britt leave her alone.
Brittany: *ignores him* did you learn your lesson?
Yn: *glares at her but doesn't say anything*
Brittany: I'll take that as a yes. *turns around*
Santo: *looks at yn and mouths "I'm sorry"
****************After Dance***************************
Yn's POV
My head hurt worse. Brittany picked on me a lot and Tiffany purposely crushed my toes half way into practice. *knock on door*
Yn: Come in its open!
Tiffany: hey yn. *closes door*
Yn: what do you want
Tiffany: I just wanted to say sorry for stepping on your foot. Your a really good dancer!
Yn: umm.........thanks?
Tiffany: yea I kinda have to go now. If Britt finds out I was here I'll get in trouble.
Yn: OK
Tiffany: alright bye * leaves*

I still don't like her. I guess that makes me mean. Whatever, she picks on me everyday, that makes it kinda hard to forgive her that quick.