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Maya P.O.V
The next day of school was pure torture.But, let me start from the beginning.
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I walk into school ready to handle everything.
But, as soon as I walk in, everyone starts laughing.
I just go straight to my locker and open it.
Boom.
At least 75 notes have filled my locker.
They all start falling on the floor.
Some said:
.You were actually smart to try and kill yourself.
.No wonder why your mother abuses you.
.This is why you have no life.
I couldn't help it, so I burst into tears.
Then Riley, Farkle, and Lucas come up to me.
"Aww," Riley says, "Are you all alone again."
Her and Farkle start laughing.
I look up at Lucas. "Why would you do this to me?"
He was speechless.
"Well, you did your job," I say, "You embarrassed me in front of this whole school. I hope you're happy."
Then I burst into tears and left.
I let the 3 of them stand there.
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*History Class*
Maya P.O.V
There was only one person I wanted to see right now.
And it was Zay.
When I walked into History class, everyone laughed.
I just took my seat.
Then I saw Zay walk in.
He gave me a note which said:
"Please smile. You're beautiful. Don't let anybody tell you otherwise."
After I read the note, I got up and gave Zay the biggest hug.
"Thank you," I say.
"Anytime," he says back.
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*Lunchtime*
Maya P.O.V
Zay and I usually sit alone at lunchtime.
But today, I told Zay to sit by his friends because, I wanted to be alone.
After many pleads for him to go, he finally left.
And then it was just me.
Riley and Farkle come up to me and sit down across from me.
"What do you want," I say getting angry now.
"We just have one question," says Farkle.
"Make it quick," I say looking down at my lunch.
"Why do you cut?" Riley asked me.
My eyes widened.
"What," I say.
"Why do you cut?" Farkle repeats.
At this point, I was about to lose it.
"You both know it's because of you guys! You told the school to hate me! You guys are both the ones that stopped being my friends. I went through depression because, I thought I did something wrong. Apparently I wasn't good enough to be your best friend. So, I started cutting because there was no point in living anymore. I just want to die and leave this world. And now I want to be gone because, Lucas told the whole school that I want to kill myself AND that I have an abusive mother."
"But Maya, Lucas never-"
"Save it," I say cutting Riley off.
I throw away my lunch and get up and leave.
Then I feel someone grab my wrist. (The cut one)
I turn around.
It was Lucas.
"Why are you leaving?" He says.
I try tugging away from him, but he isn't letting go.
"After all, you're the one who told this entire school," I say yelling at him.
Oh no.
We were making a scene.
"And let go," I say trying to pull away.
Then the worst thing imaginable happens.
My sleeve slides up.
And my cuts and scars are revealed to the whole school.
Everyone starts laughing.
And I mean everyone.
Now I have tears in my eyes.
Lucas looks guilty.
He looks at my eyes.
I turn around and walk away.
"I am so sorry." He says.
I turn around.
"Yeah," I say while crying, "Well maybe if you were so sorry, you wouldn't have done the things you've done!" I say screaming at him.
"Goodbye," I say, "Maybe this is the last time you will ever see me."
And with that I walk away.
Straight to the art room.
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