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Another boy
Talks to me.
He catches me in the halls.
But he
Is not kind.
He smiles,
But it is not warm.
It's meant to be
Flirtatious.
I don't smile back.
I say hello.
That's all.
He frowns.
What's wrong, sweetheart?
The endearment sounds
Sour
On his lips.
Nothing,
I say, s l o w l y
Backing up.
He puts his arms
on either side of me,
Trapping me.
My eyes go wide.
I can't think.
All I see is Them.
Their jeers
And insults
And fists
And worse.
I squeeze my eyes shut.
And fold in in
Myself.
My hands are on
My ears.
I rock
Back

And fourth

And back

And fourth

And then
My name.
Mia.
Mia, look
At me.
Please.
S l o w l y
I look up
And see Julian.
My eyes fill with tears.
Where is he?
I ask.
He's gone.
Don't worry.
You're safe.
He holds out a hand
And pulls me up.
He brushes
Away
The tears.
And takes
My
Hand.

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