Broken Heart

Chapter 3

Kayla Wilson
Cold glares and mocking smiles, these were all too familiar to me. It was like these looks were glued to my life and made an eternal vow to follow me where ever I went.

I was sitting on the coner table eating my lunch thinking about my necklace. I noticed the boy who I met in the morning looking at me. His grey eyes were watching me with curiosity. It felt like he was trying to figure all my secrets which was hidden deep in my soul. I ignored everything and looked down focusing on the food.

"Hey Kayla, want a turkey sandwich?" A girl with long blonde hair approached to me smiling. Two other girls were standing behind her smirking at me.

"No thanks, I already have my lunch." I answered pointing at my tray.

"Oh, but I think you need one." She replied with a smirk and dumped my lunch tray on my head. The whole cafeteria erupted with laughter and scornful remarks. I was rooted to the spot my tears threatening to fall. I have never seen this blonde bimbo nor done anything to her to recieve the humiliation. Gripping my backpack, I had to blink to stop my tears from falling giving them the satisfaction that I was weak.

"What the hell Lydia? What did she even do to you?" Zach asked angrily grabbing Lydia's hand. She glared at me her eyes filled with disgust. I didn't wait there to listen to her excuse. Instead I walked out of the cafeteria to the girl's washroom to get cleaned up.

I took away the pieces of food in my hair and started washing my hair. By the time I was finished washing my hair, my tears were falling uncontrollably down my face. I had no idea why I was bullied where ever I go. Maybe, I was doing something to piss of the people around me. I was a victim of bullying and it was one of the main reasons why I lost an important person in my life.

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"There you are Kayla, I was wondering where you ran off without meeting us." Rachel and her minions smiled wickedly surrounding me. They grabbed my shoulders and slammed me against the locker.

Rachel was my classmate in my junior year. She has brown hair with bright blue eyes, which looks innocent, but in reality she is pure evil. Rachel and her friends had tried every possible way to make my life miserable. They either pushed me in the hallways, ruin my clothes, or lock me inside the bathroom. Sometimes they rip my notes or throw the trash at me. No was there to help me and I was too scared of them to do anything.

"What happened, Kayla? Did that hurt?" Rachel asked snickering. I struggled to get away, but they dragged me inside the gym. One of Rachel's friends Jenny pushed me on the floor and started kicking me.

I felt angry at myself for being so weak and pathetic, frustrated for not being able to stand up to fight back. I tried running away again succeeding after pushing Rachel who was blocking my path. I couldn't get far before they tripped me in the hallway causing a crowd to form to see the action.

"You pushed me. How dare you?" Rachel growled her eyes burning with anger.

"What's going on here? What's all this commotion about?" Our English teacher called out making her way through the crowd, who was watching the fight.

"Rachel, what are you doing to Kayla?" She questioned Rachel who was frozen with shock.

"She started it. I was just talking with my friends when she suddenly pushed me." Rachel answered with the 'innocent' face.

"I don't care who started it, but you both earned a visit to the principal's office." Our teacher said dismissing the crowd.

We followed her to the principal's office, looking around the room. It was the first time I was taken to the office and by looking at Rachel's expressions it seemed like she too was unfamiliar to the surrounding. After a few minutes, we both were ushered inside the principal's room.