Y/N = Your Name
C/N = Crush's Name
B/N = Bully's Name
BF/N = Best Friend's Name
You walked into school with BF/N, your best friend. You were talking about the same old stuff, such as school work, soccer, and boys. She always had a new boy to like every day, but you always had one boy on your mind. C/N.
"Don't look now, but B/N is walking our way." BF/N whispers to you as you're at your locker.
"Oh boy..." You groan as you get your books and shut your locker.
"Well, well, well, look who we have here," B/N says, walking up to you, "Dumb and Dumber."
"Shut up, B/N." BF/N snaps, trying to defend both of you once again. "We don't have time for it today."
"Do you think I care?" B/N laughs.
"Shut up, B/N!" You yell, not wanting to deal with her. Little did you know, C/N was watching carefully from down the hallway. B/N gives you a cold glare, since she's never been talked to like that. She pushes you against a locker and says,
"No one, especially a tramp like you, will EVER," she pushes you again, "be anything! Don't talk to me like that!" She yells, getting in your face. BF/N looks down the hall and sees C/N observing the scene with worry in his eyes. Your best friend motions him to do something as B/N raises her hand.
"Enough!" C/N yells as he sprints up and stops B/N from slapping you. B/N is taken aback by the cold glare in C/N's eyes and his ability to not back down. "What makes you think you have any right to treat her like that?"
"She's a tramp. A low life, NOTHING." B/N says, venom in every word as she glares at you. You start to tear up and run away, BF/N following after you.
"Listen to me, B/N, you are the lowest, most fake, plastic tramp in this entire school." C/N says seriously. B/N takes a step back, seeing him getting mad. "You have no right to treat Y/N like that, because she is," he turns his head to you and smiles, "the nicest, most kind hearted, most beautiful, selfless girl in this entire world." You smile at him and blush. He turns his head to B/N. "And you are a tyrant that thinks she can run this school. You're like Regina George."
"What?" B/N snaps.
"You heard me. So how about you go run along with your sad life so no one else has to deal with it." C/N says coldly.
B/N storms off, and he runs over to you. "Are you ok?" He asks with concern.
"No, because that's not going to stop. I can tell..." You say, starting to cry. BF/N walks away and whispers,
"Tell her how you feel." To C/N, since she's known. C/N takes you into the empty art room and shuts the door. He sees you crying, so he takes you into a safe, protecting hug to which you burry your head into his chest to cry.
"I just need to know I have you, C/N." You whisper, pulling away from the hug and wiping tears away.
"Y/N, I really need to tell you something," he starts, taking a deep breath, and then looks at you, "I really like you, Y/N. That's why I got so mad."
"I really like you, C/N." You admit with a smile.
"And to answer your question," he takes your hand, "well, I'm right here next to you."
