A change of heart. *Michael Clifford fan fiction*

3 years previous

My high school experience has been nothing but the best. Have you ever felt like you have no friends? Like you walk the halls aimlessly from class to class because you're the ugly depressed chick? I highly doubt your life was as bad but you get the gist. After a while you start to ignore everyone. I was the bottom of the food chain and the bottom of the totem pole and that would never change in my highschool time frame.

5 Seconds of Summer aka 5SOS were the biggest band from our school. 4 boys, Luke, Ashton, Calum, and Michael. Luke who is the lead vocalist / guitarist was the youngest of the band. He was kind and was always trying to be the better person. He was in 11th grade with me but he was slightly older then me. Calum is a guitarist/ singer and the second youngest. He is the jokester well next to Ashton but either way he's got dark brown eyes and hair and well a tan body. Ashton is the oldest, and the drummer, he says he can't sing but that's a lie, he's the jokester and always has everyone laughing. It seems everyone from the band is down to earth and sweet. but then there's Michael. Michael is the Satan to my hell. He is just like Calum and Luke, he's a guitarist and singer. He's got dyed black hair and a blue strip in his bangs. Unlike the others he's the senior that terrorizes everyone that's lower then him. I the past 3 years have become his rag doll. he pushes me down, trips me, kicks me. Its and understatement to say I hate him.  

I don't understand how but I ended up with 3 out of my 4 classes with him. First period was the worst for me. It was biology. A class that all you do is stupid labs and experiments. A class all I do is deal with people that think I'm a waist of space that make me do all the work. Our teacher picks our partners so as he was calling out partners names he said "Nicole, you're partnered with Michael." he snickered and my heart sank. Luke looked back at me as my head slid down my arms towards the desk. Luke stood up and ran to the desk next to me. "I'm her partner. okay? okay." he screamed to our teacher. I glanced over at Michael to see him giving Luke a frustrated pissed look. As soon as we met up at the table with the fermented frog he opened his mouth but I stopped him. "don't even start making excuses for your mate. I thank you for saving him from working with me but you didn't have to. I'm surprised he hasn't just killed me yet." I tried to continue but he stopped me and picked up the knife to start. As I looked at him he kind of just staid silent. I whispered under my breath "thank you." and I pick up the other knife to help. He smiles and we kind of work in quiet only communicating with eyes. When we finished up I noticed Michael giving me the death glare. I got up and ran to the teachers desk and told him I was going to my locker.

As I made it to my locker I heard the snicker in his voice and the harassment in his footsteps. I tried to not act scared, but the more I tried to act strong the more my knee buckled. As he made it to my locker he slammed my head into the locker. My body slid down the wall. He picked me up by my shoulder and kicked me multiple times. when he finally let me go he punched me one last time and left. As the bell rang kids trampled over me and no one stopped to help. I was lost with no help.