Chapter 37: The Aftermath

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"Hey loser! Where do you think you're going?"

I kept speed walking down the seemingly endless hallway to attempt to escape the school's undefeated football team and their gang of prissy and high tempered cheerleader girlfriends while I pushed pieces of my hair that fell from my high ponytail back behind my ears before I felt myself loose my footing.

I turned my face so that I was looking straight up at the entire football team laughing above me while some of them clasp hands with one another before my eyes drift to the rest of the hallway just staring at me.

They all laughed at me which released my urge to get up and run which is exactly what I did. I ran into the nearest room I could find before I realized I had gone into the boys bathroom where they all had stopped to look at the girl with mascara running down her face.

I pushed my way back out of the heavy bathroom door before my chest collided with one of the cheer captains.

"Watch where you're going rat. My whole outfit costs more than your entire life."

"I'm sorry Amanda-"

"Yea I know you are, and so are those poor people you call your parents. I feel sorry for them, because they have a no good pest as a daughter. They have all that money to spend on you and look at the way you dress. You look like you're homeless. Why don't you go climb underneath a bridge with your troll family and spit shine some old guys shoes-"

"Hey!"

My head snapped over to a guy that I had never seen before walking rather swiftly over to Amanda and her group of sidekicks. I stepped back almost positive he came to laugh at me too before he put his arm protectively across my waist causing me to jump a little.

It was no fun being a freshman in highschool especially when you had no social life like me and drowned yourself in your school work also like me.

The boy had piercing green...no blue eyes that almost knocked the wind out of me when he looked my direction.

"Hey."

"Huh? Sorry."

I dropped my daydream before looking up to see Amanda's clique walking away angrily down the hallway.

"I said are you okay?"

"Yea, but I didn't need your help, but thanks anyway."

"You were crying, and I heard what she was saying to you. It was pretty awful."

"It's okay. I'm used to it by now. Sorry."

"Why are you apologizing?"

"Because everything I do is wrong, so I might aswell apologize now for something I might do in the future or something I might've already done."

Our conversation was cut short when I heard the seventh bell ring signaling the day was finally over so I rushed past him before I heard him call out to me.

"I didn't catch your name."

"Trust me. In this school you don't wanna know it."

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