It's happening again. Only this time, it's early in the year than before. What exactly did I do to deserve this? But this time's different. I won't let anyone save me or tell anyone what's happening. There's no need to have people worry over me.
"Did you get the answer to number five for Mrs. Nohilly?" Hunter asks, pulling me out of my thoughts.
"Yeah, here......" I breathe and take my binder out of my bag, flipping to my Applied Calculus section where my homework assignment is the first to be seen. I take it out and hand it over to Hunter so he could learn slash copy off of me. Not that I mind.
"Thanks, I'll give it back before she stamps it, ok?" Hunter thanks with a smile and begins copying. I simply nod my head and bring my legs up to my chest, wrapping my arms around them. My head automatically rests on top of my knees while I allow my mind to wonder back to that day that began my hell.
~Flashback~
"Hey, Cassie! Let's chat, kay?" The jock's booming voice calls and felt his arm wrap itself around my shoulders. Oh great, what does he want now?
"Are you going to say something stupid and waste my time?" I snap lowly as I close my locker door.
"Watch it, faggot." Thomas growls while I flinch at the word he called me by. I've heard that word too many times to learn to hate it whenever I hear it.
I'm not going to stand here and let him insult me like that. If he's going to beat me up then I might as well as give a few insults while I'm at it. I thought as I turn to glare at him. "Or what? You'll give me a painful lesson? Already got one of those before." I retort.
"Keep it up and I'll make sure you learn a lesson regularly." Thomas threatens though it had little effect on me. "Now listen up, I've got a question for you."
"I'm all ears." I sarcastically reply.
"What did you do to Antonio yesterday?" Thomas asks. Really? That's the question?
"We had a fight but it's really none of your business." I remark.
"The fuck it is. You messed with my friend and don't try to threaten me with Antonio finding out about me hurting you because I know he cut things off with you." Thomas states. I did not expect him to know about that.
"You don't know that." I bluff, hoping I can escape from this unharmed.
"Really? So that fight you and Antonio had in the front of the school never happened? Where he finally came to his senses and decided ditched you after finding out that you like sucking dicks?" Thomas taunts.
I didn't say anything after that, I kept my mouth shut and looked away from him. So I did what I should've done earlier. I walked away from him and head toward my Expository class. But no, the jock wouldn't leave me alone. Instead, I felt a hand yanking me back then up against the locker doors where Thomas traps me by pinning both my arms against it. I think I should have toned down the insults or my attitude.
"Let's get something straight, faggot. You messed with Antonio and because of that, you're gonna pay for it." Thomas snarls. He pulls away from me but not without giving my stomach a hard punch. "That was for yesterday." With that, the jock left me groaning on the floor.
~Present~
"CASSIEL!" Hunter shouts. Huh?
"What?" I blurt out, finding myself back in school. How long was I out?
"Didn't you hear me?" Hunter asks. He was talking to me? When? And what the hell did he say to me?
"Hear what?" I question dumbfounded.
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The Prince and His Pauper
RomanceAntonio Zepeda is entering his senior year of high school, but with a big secret. He's a prince and next heir to his kingdom, Paradisi Nigoro. Unfortunately for this prince, he's stuck living the dull life of an American high school student, waiting...