A Target

ch 1

y/n's pov

today is the day. new friends, new school and the worst of all, new bullies. i have anorexia and at my old school i had gotten majorly made fun of for it. i struggle to get out if bed and walk across the hall to the bathroom. i do my daily routine and head downstairs to get a quick breakfast. "good morning sweetie are you ready for your first day?" my polite mother asked. "sort of" i reply quietly and get a bowl and make cereal. i looked at my phone and it was time to go. "bye mom see you after school!" i shout across the house "bye sweetie have a good day! love you!" she replied. i said my "i love yous" and walked a block to my new bus stop. as soon as i got there so did the bus so i just hopped on. i walked to an open seat in the back and put in my earbuds and blare panic! at the disco. when we got to school i felt unsafe and not welcome because a pom pom wrangler named Siarra pushed me into a locker. of course it hurt because im weak as hell. "w-what was t-that for?" i manged to ask. "Being a skinny bitch now, im queen here so try to take my place i ruin your life got me?" she declared. "g-got it" i replied and tried to get up but couldn't. everyone laughed. but then i saw a tall boy reach his hand out to help