The bully

Chapter one: B

At every school, there's the popular girl clique. Some are crazier than others, and I have to say; mine has got to be one of the craziest. But there's one girl in the clique that makes me question how to feel. She's so perfect, I hate it. Her hair so smooth and wavy, eyes shining a perfect turquoise. She wears the perfect clothes, and a perfect body. Then there's me: dark gloomy blue eyes, old scars here and there, a little too skinny, always wearing black. Unlike her, I don't fit in anywhere; especially at my house. I'm a lesbian, but family closeted because my step dad is super homophobic. Even though I get bullied, school is kinda my get away from the closet because everyone knows, just not everyone accepts it. I have two best friends/supporters in my life: Melanie (not Martinez) and Timothy. They are the best to hang out with, and I'd rather have just two best friends than a bunch of fake friends. I met Melanie at the concert of my favorite band: Hunter Valentine. We were both jamming out when we suddenly locked eyes. We've never left each other's sides after that. I met Timothy at a pride parade. He was there as a major supporter, and that's why I liked him so much. We stick together no matter what, and that's all I've really wanted in life. But enough about what's going on in my life, it's time for me to get to school!
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The second I get into school, I rush to my locker so I don't have to make any contact with anyone, but I was too late for that.
"We'll look who it is! Hey there, faggot"
I sighed, "Elizabeth, I told you to stop calling me that. Say it one more time, and I'll-"
"You'll what? Tell? I'll kick your ass if you tell anyone about me bullying you. And besides, I'm so much more popular than you, so no one will believe you. Isn't that right girls?"
All five girls behind her nodded, all except one. The perfect girl.
"Lexi? Aren't I the most popular?" She gave a small nod.
"Good. Now you're just lucky ur stupid. Otherwise I'd have you doing my homework 24/7!" She cat-walked away, giving me a big shove. Me and that girl... Lexi. We made eye contact. I felt really weird during classes. I couldn't tell whether to feel pity for her or hate her. I made my way to lunch, where Mel and Tim were holding a seat for me at a table no one else sits at. I grab my lunch and sit down.
"Hey, Rose!"
"Hey Mel, hey Tim" after a little small talk I started filling them in on what happened this morning.
"You can't let that hoe push you around!" Timothy said, angrily. Melanie nodded in agreement.
"Tim's right. After all, the only reason why she's popular in the first place is because she started screwing around with guys which made girls jealous. Then girls wanted to befriend her so they can get boyfriends and all that boy stuff. Probably a little too straight for you, huh?" I smirked at her last comment. Not because it was funny, but because it was accurate.
"All in all, Elizabeth Calihand is a sleazy rich homophobe" I smacked him in the head, because he said it so loud, Elizabeth heard.
"What the hell did you just call me?" Timothy was done with her.
"You heard me. Leave Rose alone from now on!"
"Make me!" And just like that, Melanie and I were trying to calm him down.
"That's enough, Lizabeth!" Melanie snapped. But she still wasn't having it.
"There's no way I'm listening to such a lowlife. Girls! You know what to do" immediately all girls stood up, grabbed me, and dragged me out to the back of the school. Two of them stayed behind to stop Mel and Tim from chasing after me. I tried to prepare for what they were going to do to me.
"You just made the biggest mistake of your life" Lexi said, almost sighing.
Not one second after that, they tore off my sweatshirt and sweatpants, revealing all my scars. They started punching, kicking, scratching at my scabs. Soon enough they ripped all the scabs and gave me a nose bleed. There was a lot of blood, and I was doing my best to stay strong.
"Cmon Lexi! You were told to beat this sinner up!"
Lexi went close up to me and slapped me right across the face. But then, I noticed something. The girls thought she had finally started to join in on the beating, but she was faking it. My eyes started to tear up.
"Awe, is the baby gonna cry? Are you going to cry to your crack-whore of a mother?" I snapped. I managed to get out of their grip and punched and kicked and scratched my way out of there. I ran as fast as I could, only to slam right into Elizabeth.
"Where the hell do you think you're going?" She grabbed my hands and put them in handcuffs she took from her dad that she uses on me all the time. She shoved me back to the girls and they held my whole body. Elizabeth's hands had plastic knives in them, and I started trembling. It was dead silent, and I was terrified of what she was going to do to me.
Scratch slash
Slash scratch
She started jamming and scratching, and I saw all the crazy in her eyes. After she had her "fun", she slammed my head against the brick wall, and I was knocked out. The next thing I know I wake up in the hospital, but my parents aren't there, just Melanie and Timothy.
And Lexi