I grabbed my history book out of my locker and placed it on my history binder. I grabbed the handle of my locker and closed it.
When I turned around, there was Alexis and the three other girls, smirking at me. One began to walk towards me, but Alexis held her hand up, making the girl stop.
"I'm not in the mood, today." I said and tried to walk past them. Alexis was quick to grab me by the arm though. "I'm serious, let go." I growled.
"Why should I? You make my day so much better." She said and faked a smile. "Harry should be here any second."
"Isn't that just wonderful?" I spat. "Make yourself useful and stop being a puppet."
"You don't talk to me like that!" She said, surprised by my words. I was surprised myself. She dug her fingernails in my arm, making me whimper.
"Ow, please." I begged.
"Not so tough now, are you?" She smirked.
"Please, just stop!" I yelled.
"Apologize and I will."
"No!" I yelled. "I have no reason to apologize to you! All my life you're the one bullying me!"
"Girls," She looked back at the three girls standing behind her. "You know what to do."
I closed my eyes as they stepped forward. A tear already slipped from my eye and they didn't even touch me yet.
"I'm sorry," I whispered. I couldn't handle the pain anymore. "I'm sorry."
"I'm sorry, what was that?" She snickered at my behavior.
"I'm sorry," I whimpered.
"Just one more time. For me?" She chuckled. "I couldn't hear you." She said, enjoying this way too much.
"I said I'm sorry," I said, loud enough for her to hear.
"Aw, that's really good." She said. "Girls," I opened my eyes, ready to run away. "Continue." All my hopes dropped and I squeezed my eyes shut one last time.
"Stop!" I heard someone yell. I looked up to see Harry running down the hall. "Enough!" He pushed one of the girls away.
"Thank you, Harry." I breathed out.
"For what?" He asked and looked at me.
"For helping me," I smiled.
"Oh, I'm not helping you." My smiled dropped. Everything in my body was telling me to run. So I did. I ran as fast as I could away from all of them. I knew Harry and I knew he was lying the moment he spoke when sitting on my hammock.
I turned the corner and pressed my back against the wall. I didn't have the energy to run fast enough and far enough from them. I breathed heavily, trying to gain the oxygen I needed before any of them came. I still don't understand how not one teacher heard me yell.
"Where is she?" I heard one of them ask.
"I don't know," Harry said. "Maybe she left. Just go home."
"Are you okay, Harry?"
"Fine, just leave."
"Okay, see you later." Was all I heard and then the footsteps of them walking away.
Just as I thought I was in the clear, Harry spoke up. Of course he would.
"(Y/n), I know you're still here. I can hear your breathing. Besides, it's not like your shadow isn't noticeable or anything." He said and walked around the corner to face me.
"What do you want?" I snapped. "You lied." I spat.
"I didn't lie. I am sorry, but I have a reputation to live up to. I can't just abandon my friends for one person." He said.
"Then leave. Right now, just leave."
"No, I need to say something."
"You've said enough." I said.
"Please, (y/n). Let me explain." He begged.
"There is nothing left to say. Goodbye, Harry." I said. It seemed that I've said that too much.
"Don't, (y/n), you mean so much to me. I just don't know how to explain it. I don't want to lose you." He whispered.
"You've already lost me." I said and walked away, leaving Harry to stand there without a word to say.
* Hey, everyone, I just want to say something. Bullying isn't a joke. I was bullied my 9th grade year and it led me to become unhealthy. I don't want to get too deep into it but I just want to let you know that bullying isn't a game. It isn't something you do for fun and it definitely isn't something someone should do to you.
I know what you've been though if you are a victim of bullying and I telling you this because I truly care. If you ever need someone to talk to, PM me and I won't hesitate to answer. I'm here if you ever need me because you're my friends. ***
Btw, there will be one more part. Stay tuned!
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