Unbroken (Austin Mahone Fanfic)

Chapter 1

I had just finished the second last period of the day, chemistry, and it was time to go to study hall. I picked up my things and started walking towards the door.

"Austin, can I speak to you for a minute?" Mr. Barrett, the chemistry teacher said. I turned back around and slowly walked to his desk. "Tell me what is up. Why are your grades this low?"

"I don't know..."

"That's not an answer. You need to start picking up your grades Austin, or there will be consequences."

oh my god shut the fuck up, I thought in my head. "I really don't care, Mr. Barrett. To be completely honest," I said with attitude.

"Are you alright?"

"Yes. I'm fine. Everything is just great," I lied. Before he even had the chance to say another word I stormed out of the room and went off to study hall.

I walked into the classroom and took a seat. I put my headphones in and started listening to Drake, my favorite artist. I had a ton of homework to be doing but I didn't care. I wasn't doing it. There's no point. I was tapping my foot to the beat of the song, when someone threw a crumbled up paper at my head. I looked up and saw Jason Maverick and a few of his friends and his girlfriend crowded around a table laughing. Jason has always been an ass to me. I can't stand him. He really pushes me over the edge. "Can you not?" I asked.

"What are you gonna do, cry about it?" He whined. I rolled my eyes. I saw his girlfriend whisper something in his ear and that scared me. I put my headphones back in and then Jason walked up to me. "Hey Mahone," I took my headphones out and looked up at him towering above me.

"What do you want, Jason" I sighed.

"Party. My place. Saturday. Come."

Did he seriously just invite me to go to a party? No. He hates me. This has got to be a set up.

"You hate me. Why would you invite me over?" I asked.

"Who says I hate you?"

"It's kind of obvious."

He rolled his eyes. "Ashley made me ask," he said as he pointed over to her. She smiled and waved at me, but I didn't bother smiling or waving back because I knew Jason would kill me right then and there. "So what do you say?"

"I don't know...this seems kind of sketchy.."

"Just come. It'll be a good time."

"Alright. But I swear to god if you pull anything..."

"Don't worry bro. I won't. Maybe we'll get closer, you know?"

"Um, sure."

"Alright well I'll see ya tomorrow then!" He said. He walked back over to the table. Something was up. I was really scared. Jason was talking to his friends, but I didn't hear what they were saying. They all got up and got hall passes from the teacher and left. But Ashley stayed. She came up to me.

"Hey. I feel bad that Jason is always picking on you. That's why I made him invite you to the party tomorrow." She told me.

"Oh, um, thanks.." I said. "Picking on me"? No. It was much more than that. Jason is still a jerk to me when people are around but when they're not its a whole nother ball game. I doubt she knew about the notes he's given me in the past.

"you're a worthless weak faggot. no one likes you and no one ever will. you don't even deserve to live."

"go home to your mommy and cry to her about how much of a loser you are"

"im going to beat the shit out of you just because you're weak"

"im sorry you were born"

Words hurt, they really do. I probably don't seem like the kind of person to do it, but I actually cry every day. A little private sob session. No one would know. Just me. It sucks being the victim. I hid so much behind my face. No one knew what I was going through.

The bell was about to ring and the guys were still out of the classroom. Ashley was at the table by herself and I sat at my desk waiting. When it finally rung, I got my things and went to my locker. I left all my books considering I could care less about my grades. I walked outside and got my keys out of my pocket and got in my car and drove home. My mom had no clue how I truly felt inside. She greeted me and then, like usual, I locked myself in my bedroom, turned on some music, and just cried.