~Amber~
"Get her!" I ordered Jasmine and Lola and they grabbed the freak by her arm and stupid ginger hair that was done in lame plats at the sides of her piggy ears.
"OUCH! Let me go!" She shouted trying to escape but she couldn't.
"Not until you say sorry for putting that video up!" I snapped back to her and she whimpered like a baby.
"No." I said then grabbed her skinny wrist. I held out her arm that was covered in freckles. She was a ginger cheetah she was that spotty with freckles. She was a freak and a weirdo too."This is a reminder." I began taking out a black permanent marker that I got from Mr Harvey's desk. Idiot doesn't put them away ever.
"That you are nothing but a freak. And if you ever put videos up on YouTube or anywhere else, then we won't stop." I threatened as I pulled up the sleeve of her jacket and blazer that was underneath.
"Got it?" I asked her and she nodded whimpering again. I wrote the word 'freak' in big letters in her arm then Jasmine and Lola threw her on the floor. She was crying as well making her look more like a baby.
"Oh look girls. The freak is a cry baby too!" I shouted pointing a finger at her and they both laughed. She cried more. We then went into the class just before the bell rang.~Minty~
That was the worst. It was the worst they ever did and I was now truly scared of them. I did get my answer though to why bullying was still here. It was because the bullying itself, was terrifying. It was terrifying to be a victim of it and it was terrifying to think about what they might do to me. Do they know I'm terrified?! Do they like that in terrified?! I don't know. I do know that I didn't want to ask because I was scared to. I just wanted to stay out of their way and not get bullied.
"Just stay out of the way Minty." I muttered to myself then entered the classroom. Mr Harvey followed not long after that shutting the door behind him then closed the blinds."Alright kids. This morning we're going to watch a documentary since its science this morning and I all know how much you enjoy that." He said setting up the projector at the front of the room. Everyone groaned. I didn't hate science, but I didn't love it either. But if we were watching a documentary then hopefully it'll have something to do with animals.
"Don't worry, it's a David Attenborough one so you'll find something amusing in it, even if it is a chimpanzee picking it's nose." He told us, hushed at the end making some laugh. The documentary the began in the Savannah in Africa with a posh man talking over it.I was into it for about 10 minutes or so, learning a bit about the behaviour of chimps in the wild, I was reminded by what was on my arm when I itched it and my blazer sleeve moved up so I could see the capital K that was on my arm. I had to get this off my arm because it felt like the writing was burning my arm. It was so horrible what they did and I felt scared again. I had to get it off my arm without Amber and her friends knowing. I slowly raised my hand trying to get Mr Harvey's attention which I got almost immediately. He strode over quietly looking down at me with a frown. He wasn't angry though, just concerned.
"What's wrong Minty?" He whispered to not disturb the class."Err...I feel a little sick Mr Harvey. Can I please go to the bathroom?" I whispered back not lying completely. I was feeling sick because I was so scared and I needed to pee too.
"I'll get the nurse if you want." He said but I shook my head.
"I just need to go to the bathroom sir." I whispered back and he went silent.
"Be quick." He said sternly. I hoped out of my seat thanking him then dashed out the classroom door and down the hallway passing a few classrooms to the bathrooms. I crept into them listening and looking to see if anyone was in. The coast was clear.Standing on my tiptoes a bit I rolled up the sleeve of my blazer revealing the horrible word that was written on it before I turned on the hot tap. I let it run a little before I started soaking my arm, not letting it get too hot because I didn't want a burn, then picked up the soap to scrub it. I scrubbed and rubbed and splashed more water and scrubbed again trying my very hardest to get it off my arm. It only made it go really red and itchy, and only a little bit of the writing had gone. You could still see the word Standing out like an ugly scar. It was an ugly word that made me want to cry. No, that made me look like a big baby. I didn't want people to think I was weak, then I'd get bullied more and people would think I was am freak.
Wait, since when did I care what people thought of me? Since you started this new school, my mind said while I scrubbed at my arm. Why do I care what people here think of me when I don't care what people think of me on youtube. I've had horrible hate comments but supportive kind comments on the first video I put up on my channel. The horrible things I didn't even care about online, but the things Amber and her friends said I say about. Probably because they say it to my face and it is really mean, plus now their not just calling me names. Their physically hurting me as well. And because of them I was physically hurting myself now because I was scrubbing my arm until it was all red and really hurting badly.
"Why did you have to even do this to me?" I whispered to myself. My eyes were a little teary so I wiped them with the back of my hand then kept scrubbing, even though the writing wasn't coming off. I was running out of steam now and had to give up. I'll have to try again later.
"Why though?" I sighed again running a finger of the ever so slightly faded writing.
"Because they don't like you and their mean Minty." A voice said from one of the cubicles.
"Huh?" I frowned then one of the doors of their cubicles that I thought to be empty opened and Mystery walked out.Heeeeeeey, superheroes... *holds up a shield* I know, *you superheroes throw rocks at it* I know, I'm horrible for not updating in ages *you thrown sticks at me* I should have done it when it got 80,000 reads *you guys yell at me and shoot arrows and tomatoes at me* but I was struggling to write another update for this (again) *you yell more and throw spears at me* a rubbish excuse I know but it is the truth *you throw eggs at me* I have updated now so please stop throwing stuff at me and being mad!
*you eventually stop and I lower my shield* thank you, anyways THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOOOOOOOOU! For over 80,000 reads! How has that happened?! How?! My goodness thank you very very much superheroes! I'm so grateful and blown away and happy! I will tried update more! I promise! PEACE AND THANK YOU!
P.s: I should have done this before and I'm horrible that I haven't done already, but shout out to PusheenZeCat who ages helped me come up the idea for Mystery's character. I actually owe her because I wasn't sure what was going to happen to Minty when she started her new school, and PusheenZeCat helped me so I'm thankful to her. Please follow her because she's a superhero! And, again, PEACE!
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