Broken-tronnor-

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Troyes pov.

I could just barely hear the crack of something as was thrown to the ground

He cries out in pain which causes more laughter in the crowd

"Oh what's the matter faggot? Are you in pain?" Clearly mocking him

The tormenting continued until Marcus looked down and seen his wrist. It was swollen and bruised. Most likely broken.
"Oh fuck i think we broke it"
We ran through the hallways back to our class quickly hoping no one seen us.

My group consists of Marcus, Caspar, joe, me and Alfie. We hate Connor.
He has friends. Not many but he does. Zoe, Ricky, Tyler, kian, Louise. And once upon a time, I was in there. I was his best friend and he was mine. Not anymore.
All because of Connor freaking out when he seen me talking to the group I'm in now. Something about them being rude to him or whatever. I started to hang out with Marcus more and more and connor accused me of lying and ditching him. He stopped talking to me and we grew apart from eachother. He hates me, I hate him. It's as Simple as that.