Bullied

Chapter 2

      I arrive at school and I just stare at the window, I don't want to get out of the car. Its safe in here. No bullies, no anything. I look at my mom and she looks at me.

"You will be fine sweetie, if you need anything just call me okay." Her eyes start to water and I know she upset. Every mother wants their daughter to have a great high school year but it's not for me. I nod my head and step out of the car. I walk in to school and everyone starts staring at me. It's starting, hell is starting. Why me, why only me.. I walk to my locker and I open it to grab my books. Then my locker slams almost breaking my fingers.

" Hi Jayden" Mackenzie says smirking at me twirling her blonde hair.  Mackenzie Beckham is the queen of Ridge-way and one of my biggest bullies.

"Hi Mackenzie" I say with no expression. Her little minions giggle. God it makes me sick.

" So how is my little doll doing?"
Little doll? What the hell? What is that supposed to mean.

"I am not a little doll, especially not yours but I am fine. Thanks for asking." She stares at me with anger. She grabs my shoulders and pushes me toward the lockers.

" I will call you what I want to call you! You're a worthless nothing who has no voice and is a pathetic little slut!" She yells at me. She glances at my wrist with the bandages.

"What do we have here?" She rips off the bandage and I scream in pain.

"Aww.. Are you finally cutting now? " She says. It sounds like the devil is speaking.

" I am not cutting. It was an accident." I say. Mackenzie's expression went from happy to pissed.

"Well listen here bitch. You can say what you want, but accident or no accident, I don't give a shit. I want you dead. And I don't care how." She smacks me and walks away. I open my locker and grab my books and close my locker. I walk away from my locker and head off to class. I keep my head down and make no eye contact with anyone. Then someone bumped into me and I fell on the floor.

"I am so sorry about that." The voice says with an Irish accent. I look up and I see a boy with blonde hair and blue eyes.

"No it's... It's my fault" I say to him without looking at him.

"But I bumped into you, you don't have to apologize" He said laughing. I look up to see him smiling and his blue eyes twinkling.

" My name is Niall, Niall Horan. What's yours?"

" Jayden St. Clarie" I say

"You're new here." I say to him

"It's that obvious?"  He asks with a bright smile

"Yeah well your talking to me so."

" I can't talk to you?"

" If you want to have a good reputation and have friends you would stay away from me. Welcome To hell Niall. Enjoy your stay ." I walk away and I can sense him staring at me. I can feel his blue eyes wandering at me as I continue to walk away .

          -Niall's pov-
    Welcome to Hell Niall, enjoy your stay. Those words ring in my head. She is suffering I can tell. I can see it in her eyes. I want to help her, but why won't she let me? Why? I could help her. I turn around and I see her walking. Some guy trips her and she falls on the floor.

" Watch where you are walking idiot." They guy says. That is so rude, no one should ever disrespect a girl like that. I walk over to the guy and shove him into the wall.

" Apologize to her. Now" I say

" Why should I?"
Bad mistake man. I pull my arm back to smack him and he knows what my move is.

"OKAY OKAY! SORRY JAYDEN!" He says. I let go of him. He grabs my arm and he says

" I will let this go cause you're new here. But she is a nobody. Don't make another mistake. Alright?"
I stare at him and he nods his head. I run over to Jayden.

"Are you okay Jayden?" I ask her

" I am fine, Niall I told you to stay away. So please stay away from me" She says walking away.  I wanted to scream I rather be your friend than make you go through this! I know I just met her but she is so different. I won't give up on her. After that this girl with blonde hair was staring at me. I saw her before. I don't know where but I have seen her before. She keeps staring at me. I know what she wants but I won't give in. I want Jayden. Man, I have never felt this way before. Even in Ireland it was different. She is different. Jayden St. Claire I won't give up on you.