Prompt: Phil is tiny. He barely eats. So, he gets bullied for it. They call him Skeleton, and also pick on his sexuality. He's gone mute. It's up to the new guy, Daniel, to fix Phil's heart and voice, and stop this.
Phil
Rolling over to glance at the time, I nearly fell of my bed. Catching myself, I took a deep breath. 3:14. I couldn't sleep anyways, so I got up, getting in the shower. Turning on my shuffle, That's Depression By Sik Kid came on. This song really describes me, to be honest.
As I'm washing my body, my hands go over my stomach. It feels..fat. I cringe, turning off the water and wrapping a towel around me. I walk to the body mirror in my room, and look at myself.
My stomach looks so..big in my eyes. But people, at school I mean they call me Skeleton. Along with other insults. I recently came out by accident, and now they use that against me too.
I got dressed, seeing it was now 5. I slipped on my favorite black jeans, and a colorful tee shirt. It used to fit me perfectly; now its too big. I sighed, straightening my hair and making it fluffy.
When I finished everything, it was 5:48. I need to start going if I want to be at school in time. I went downstairs, my mum not even awake yet. Not that she really cares anyway. Since Dad died, all she cares about is alcohol.
I grabbed my bag, throwing it over my shoulder and heading out.
When I arrived, I was early, like usual. I put my bag in my locker and headed to class. I bumped into someone accidentally on the way. "Shit! I'm sorry." He picked up my books. I nodded in thanks. "Whats wrong, cats got your tongue?" I raised my eyebrow, and glared. I took my books and headed to class.
Who would sit next to me, but this guy?
"Hey, it's you." He smiled. I rolled my eyes. "Whats wrong? Why won't you talk to me?" He asked, propping up on his elbow.
I sighed, taking out my notebook.
"Dont worry. I don't talk much"He smiled. Picking up my pen, he wrote. "Maybe we can talk without words, then, mm?"
I scoffed. "Perve." He chuckled. "That isn't what I meant"
We continued to write back and forth until my bullies decided enough was enough. "Oh, look, guys!" Felix (dON't hate me I'm sOrry) spoke up. I cringed immediately. Setting my pen down, I covered my face. "Looks like fag has a new friend! Aww, how cute." He sarcastically cooed. The new boy, who's name I had learned was Dan, became confused. "You have a boyfriend, now, fag?" He spat. "Hey, you don't have to speak to him like that!" Dan yelled. I uncovered my face, watching a seething Dan and Felix stare.
Felix glared and walked away. I smiled gratefully at Dan, who, in turn, gave a wide smile back.
Looks like we'll be great friends.
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