Bully.

p a r t . f i v e

A THOROUGH APOLOGY WILL BE LISTED AT THE END GUYS.

                                                                                       Boys

Dinner was awkward, to say the least. My mom shot dirty looks at me throughout the meal, trying to instill some sort of guilt in me. Needless to say it didn't work. My brother had managed to find a way to worm his way out of coming and my dad cracked humorless jokes, sensing the tension between my mother and I.

I offered to clean the dishes, hoping to get on her good side and avoid "family night." Mom rolled her eyes and waved me off with a simple,

"Whatever, I don't care anymore." I beamed a smile at her, loading the dishwasher at a pace that should have broken a few dishes. As I raced past her and my father on the couch I could see her pouting but I honestly couldn't have cared less. It had been about 45 minutes since I texted Sam and I was trying my best not to get my hopes up.

Trying to not let my mom know I was excited, I climbed the final steps at a leisurely pace and held the door knob as I pushed it gently shut. My phone sat silently on the corner of the bed, a small light blinking in the corner.

I dove onto the bed, my hands racing through the passcode and opening a message that sent my heart to my stomach.

Hey Hannah! What's up?

My hands shook and I felt my face grow red with blush. I smiled to myself as I gingerly typed out a reply.  Letting out a deep breath as I sent it, I fell back into my bed with a smile still lingering on my face.

                                                                                Stay in School

Sam and I texted back and forth for the remainder of that night until he told me that I had school in the morning and he would feel guilty if I stayed up too late. Little did he know that for hours after we said our goodnights that I would think of him still.

I did, however, regret texting him until 2 in the morning at around 6 when I had to drag myself out of bed. With makeup flaking off of my eyelashes, I stared angrily into the mirror. Doing my best to keep soap out of my eyes, I cleaned off the old mascara and eyeliner and opted to go without for the day. I brushed my teeth as quick as I could, hoping that I did a decent job in my haste.

An old band tee shirt and a dirty pair of jeans later I crept down the stairs, trying to keep my eyes open. I snagged a sweater off of the railing, slipping it on over my head as I shoved my feet into a pair of sneakers.

My brother sat at the table, sleepy eyed and sloppily dressed at the table, a bowl of milk with some lucky charms sitting in front of him. He glanced up from it for a split second before shoving two granola bars my way. I nodded thanks to him before ripping one open.

"Am I giving you a ride today?" He asked mouth full. I made an ugly face at him.

"Gross. And no, I think I'd rather walk in the freezing cold. Anything besides riding in the car with you." He shrugged and stood up.

"Suit yourself." He said simply before grabbing the keys and walking out. I dashed after him, nearly at his heals. He playfully swung at me as I slid into the passenger’s seat of his crappy truck.

We spent the majority of the car ride in silence, an occasional snide remark passing between the two of us. My brother didn't really know how to take my ostracization from my friends and I think he handled it the same way I did; with silence and humor.

My phone buzzed with a good morning text from Sam and I almost sent a reply back. Almost. My brother was eying my phone with curiosity and I didn't really want to explain who Sam was to him.

We arrived early to school and rather easily found a parking spot that was within a reasonable distance from the school. Brandon waved goodbye to me before heading off to find his friends. I have him a half assed wave before trying to make it to class before Chelsea could find me. I figured she would be rather upset that I used her in a lie considering she hated me.

I had just finished rummaging through my locker when it slammed shut in my face. I jumped and looked up with shock, half expecting to see Chelsea sneering down at me.

"You scared the shit out of me." I said, fighting a smile. Sam smiled down at me and I cracked a smile.

"Sorry, just wanted to surprise you," He feigned worry, grabbing my face with his hands and searching my face. "You're not hurt are you?" I laughed softly, pulling away.

"I'm fine, you dork," I said, glancing around his shoulder, looking for anyone who might cause trouble.  "Why are you here?" I asked.

"I'm giving a talk to some of the freshman on why High School is important." There was a hint of resentment in his voice and I laughed.

"Sounds like fun?" I joked. Sam shook his head and grumbled.

"Well, it was nice seeing you Hannah but I've got to run." He gave me an unexpected hug before running down the halls. I smiled to myself as I watched him go, hitching my bag further onto my shoulder and headed towards my first period.

a/n: so, upon rereading my story so I could speed write this chapter I realize that

1) I have no idea what I had originally intended this to turn into

2) I have grown immensely since first posting this and I spot multiple errors that no one else pointed out.

3) a lot of people want me to update.

I've gotten several messages on here,  messages on tumblr, and comments with people wanting me to update. The thing is, I have no motivation to write this and have almost no memory of what I wanted for this to be. I hope that I captured Hannah's character as she was originally written.

I can't make any promises on updating especially now that school is starting in a month but I CAN promise you that all of the support that you guys have given me is the only reason that I am writing a fifth chapter. So I'm going to try and maybe turn this into a short story with around 10-15 chapters and the chapters would definitely be longer than what they've been in the past.

BUT I WANT TO GIVE YOU ALL A BIG THANKS FOR THE MESSAGES AND COMMENTS. I DONT THINK YOU REALIZE HOW MUCH IT MEANS THAT 6 MONTHS AFTER MY LAST UPDATE IM STILL GETTING MESSAGES.

(also, about her brother? Anyone who bothered to reread the chapters know if I mentioned her not having one or having one previously?)