Life Is Better When You Smile

Same Day, With A Twist!

💚Sean's POV💚

Some guys swarmed me while I was eating my lunch. They told me I was a nobody. They pushed me to the ground and called me a pussy.

"I don't understand why your living?" One of them said. I felt tears come to my eye's. "Are you gonna cry? What a pussy." He turned to his friends, they picked me up by my collar and punched my eye. I put my hand up to feel my eye. Blood was dripping down.

"Hey!" Someone yelled. "Leave him alone." It was a girl. The guy's turned around and faced her leaving no space for me to run. One of them pushed me down, I stayed on the ground. I looked between them to see a girl, a little shorter than me, have her fists out. I looked away and I heard someone grunt. In a minute, the sun was in my eyes. I looked up to see blood on the girls hands and the boy's running away. "Your welcome." She said. I looked at her smile, it was white. I looked at her eye's, they were a very light blue. I looked at her lips, her red lips. "Hello?"

"Hi, thanks. What's your name?" I asked her.

"Hanna Chueks. What's yours?"

"Sean, Sean Mcloughlin."

"Nice to meet you Sean."

"Pleasure's mine." She blushed, it was really cute. She put her purse on her shoulder.

"I got to go, but I'll see you around." She said as she walked toward the front doors.

"Yeah." It's a good thing no one knows who I am. I always had a hat on or my head down.

I had a slip up at my old school. My hat flew off in the wind, during gym. I was swarmed by every girl, their boyfriends beat me up everyday. I switched school's and everything has been fine, until some guy's saw me looking at my account and telling me I would never be noticed. The bell rang, five minutes to get to class. I walked into the school and walked down the hall.

💜Hanna's POV💜

I walked away from Sean. He looked familiar, I just couldn't place his face. I walked into my Chemistry class. I sat at the back. The class was full, my partner hadn't shown up yet. He walked into the class. It was him, Sean, the boy who was beaten. He sat next to me and opened his book. He looked like... "Jacksepticeye." I whispered. He shot his head to me.

"No, please." He said. I went through the class looking at him. The bell rang and he ran out.

"Wait." I called after him. He stopped and turned a corner. I followed him. I heard the back door open, I ran to catch it.
"Your..." He interrupted.

"Don't say it." He said. He nodded and looked around. "I am, no one knows though."

"Why would you keep it a secret?" I asked.

"My last school, people found out and it really disturbed my life."

"Huh." I said. "So, who am I talking to, Jack or Sean?"

"Sean. I'm Jack online." I smiled and tried not to break out crying. I tear left my eye. "What's wrong?" He asked. I couldn't form words. I lifted up my sleeves. He looked down at them, no shock in his eyes. "Cut's and bruises." He said. "From?"

"Me, but my mother did this." I turned around and lifted up my hair. On my neck was the word, 'Failure'. "I was raised to believe I was no one, no one would ever love me. My father left us when I was two months old. My mother used to blame me." He looked at me.

"You know someone loves you." He said. He seemed to have backed up. I didn't know what to say. Did he say that because he loved me or was it because he just wanted to get away from me. I hoped he liked me the way I loved him.