"Alright guys, so today we have a new student, so let's try to be respectful, and make him feel comfortable. Okay? Mr.Tomlinson?" the history teacher asked, waiting for Louis to enter the classroom.
"This is Louis Tomlinson, and I want you all to treat him well alright?" she requested. "Louis, you can take a seat next to....how about Spencer?" she said, gesturing to a dark haired girl in the back corner. She gave a small smile to Louis before moving her bag out of his seat. He slowly made his way down the aisle of desks. He sat down awkwardly, as all eyes were glued to him.
"Great." Spencer thought to herself. She kept glancing at the clock, tapping her pencil, and waiting for the day to be over. Or at least this class. Louis kept looking at her from time to time, and she knew it. Eventually the bell rang, and eventually the day was over. Spencer was walking to her locker when she saw a whole bunch of kids crowding around something. Someone.
"Whatcha gonna do little British boy? Huh? Why don't you go back to where you came from. And take your tea back from the harbor while you're at it!" she heard someone yell. She walked over to the commotion and found Louis on the floor, clutching his stomach. Her once best friend Thomas and his gang were all around him, throwing punches, and kicking him until he looked like he was going to pass out.
"THOMAS! THOMAS STOP IT!" she yelled, pushing her way passed the crowd. She finnally made it to the center of the circle. All eyes were on her.
"Who invited the emo chic here?" someone said a little too loudly.
"Look, right now I'd slap you, but that'd be animal abuse" Spencer spat, getting a bunch of "Ooooooo" 's from the crowd.
"Thomas, look just leave him alone okay?" she said, looking him dead in the eye. He laughed, making the whole gang start laughing too. She rolled her eyes, and helped Louis up.
"What do you think you're doing?!" he exclaimed, pushing Louis back down the floor. He groaned in pain.
"What do you think YOU'RE doing? You know, I think you should put a condom on your head, becasue if you're gonna act like a dick, you might as well dress like one." she said coldly, pulling Louis back up, and pushing her way out of the crowd. Distant "Oohhhh"s and "MAN SHE GOT YOU!"s could be heard from behind. She led Louis out of the school and to her car.
"C'mon get in. I'm taking you home." she stated, already walking to her side of the car. He silently got in the car, and waited awkwardly for her to get in. She was about to start the car when Louis broke the silence.
"Why did you do that? For me?" he chocked out, the pain being overwhelming. She was silent. She turned towards him and looked at him.
"Because I know what it's like not to fit in. To be picked on and beaten up. Because I could see that you were so vulnerable. And trust me, not to be mean, but none of those kids would've helped you." she said. He was stunned. She turned and started the car, and drive out of the school parking lot.
