Liam Paynes Daughter

Chapter two

Oh my hash brown! This video always makes me cry. It freaking sucks. But, alas, the song is quite relatable. Anyways, to the book, lovelys!

April's POV

I ride into the school grounds, on the verge of tears. Why do I even have to go to school? Couldn't I have been home schooled? Or, even had Online Classes? My god! All anyone ever does is bully me, calling me names. And even abusing me - for fun. Like who hurts others for fun? especially those who can't defend themselves. That's plain cruel! They're defiantly going to hell for this. For sure. I arrive at the school doors, skidding my skateboard to a stop. I can see people staring at me, well those who are dotted around the school grounds. No doubt skipping class. I pick my skateboard up, opening the school doors. I walk in, clutching my board to my side, and my hoodie up, covering my face. I am walking forward, avoiding all contact with people. I'd hate to run into any of the popular people, that'd be a nightmare. I reach my locker, and look up. SB432 my locker reads, staring at me blankly. Oh, how I hate this locker. It holds so many bad memories, it isn't even funny. Like when Daniel, a popular, beat me up here. Or when somebody dumped there coffee on me, scorching hot. I'm not even kidding, it felt like somebody just dumped a volcano on me. And then all the Dino's around me laughed, meaning I'm the volcano, my peers the Dino's. Even my brother laughs, is that how brothers are supposed to be? I mean, he can be nice I guess. Sometimes. But, he acts as if he doesn't know me at school, or in public. He doesn't want people to hate on him because of me - ruining his reputation. He'd hate for that to happen. I guess my brother is just another stuck up, snobby, bit- "Hey, slut!" An all to familiar voice calls from the distance, breaking through my thoughts. Please don't be them, please don't be them, please do- "Hey!" Ryder says , gripping my shoulder, making me turn around, stumbling a bit in the process. I stare blankly at him and his friends, trying to find a way - anyway to get away. I look around the halls, seeing them completely empty, deserted. I gulp, looking back at the three smirking faces in front of me. Ryder, Max, and Alex. My main bully's. My tormentors, three of the mist popular people in the school - guy wise, at least.
"h-hello??" I mutter, cowering back into the lockers. Wishing I could just become a locker, lifless, and pain denying. I mean, lockers don't feel
pain - nor do they have a life, kinda like me but in a different way. I feel a hand on my shoulder again, it's thumb running over my skin. I close my eyes, waiting for the pain to happen. I've almost gotten used to the pain, almost. I mean, if it happens everyday, would you get used to it? I don't know about you, but I would - I am.