Broken, Afraid, & Sensitive

Its Camren Yo

Camila POV

It was the first day of senior year and to say that I was terrified was an extreme understatement. I'd been going to this school since 9th grade and I knew what to expect by now. Walk through those doors, try to survive, go home, try to not want to die, attempt sleeping, rinse and repeat.

I sighed and dragged myself out of bed, trying to push all of the bad things out of my head. Keyword: trying. I brushed my teeth before getting in the shower and trying not to cry, I knew everyone was awake by now.. So I didn't want anyone suspecting anything.

My arms burned as I washed over them, scrubbing them hard enough so that the fresh scabs came off and they were bleeding like new again. I sighed of relief with the water stung the now open wounds. I didn't want to risk cutting and my mom walking in so.. I mean it was the closest I could get.

I got out of the shower and dried myself off, throwing on a bra and underwear before drying my hair. I left my natural wave in my hair, not bothering with the straightener. I applied light makeup, nothing too much and slipped on an oversized red hoodie.

I rummaged through my shorts drawer, deciding on a pair of white shorts. I made sure I had everything I needed in my bag and I slipped on some converse and walked out the door, not even saying a word to anyone. If I spoke, they'd know something was up and I didn't want to take that risk.

I got into my car and started the drive to school, putting a playlist on shuffle and getting lost in the music. Before I knew it I was there.. Back for another year of hell. I grabbed my bag and slung it over my shoulder. I checked my schedule, I had theatre first, I knew where that was by now, I shut the door to my car and made it my goal to get to my class without stoping.

I only stopped at the bathroom to make sure I looked atleast half decent. I made it to the bathroom, only getting pushed once, that was a new record. I checked the mirror one last time before rushing out of the bathroom.. To my luck.. I ran smack into a group of boys. Particularly ones I knew all to well.. No not my exs, I don't like boys.

One of the boys liked me and I told him that... He'd hated me ever since. I guess he was determined to make my life hell on earth and he did a good job every time he ran into me. "Hey little red. Miss us?" The biggest one said, shoving me to the ground. I was just glad nothing flew out my bag.

I quickly scrambled to my feet and tried to get around them to go to my class, keeping my head down. "Nope, you aren't going anywhere!" One of them screamed at me, pinning me to a locker. I let out a sob as flashbacks poured through my mind.

Something brought me out of them, "Yo, leave her the fuck alone would you?! Pick on someone your own damn size. Can't you see she can't defend I herself against you all, you're five times her size!" He let me go and I fell to the floor.

Lauren POV

I was looking at my schedule and trying to find where all of my classes were. I had theatre first, I'd finally found it when someone caught my eye. These big ass boys had this tiny girl pinned up to a locker and she was crying. If there's anything I hate, it's bullies.

I ran through the hall and up to the boys. "Yo, leave her the fuck alone would you?! Pick on someone your own damn size. Can't you see she can't defend I herself against you all, you're five times her size!" I screamed at the group of boys. The biggest one, who had her pinned against the locker released his tight grip on her and let go, dropping her to the floor.

They walked away snickering random insults at the already crying girl. I got down next her her, putting a gentle hand on her shoulder, she flinched back. "I won't hurt you, I promise. Are you okay? Are you hurt?" She shook her head and I helped her to her feet, wiping her tears. She had yet to make eye contact with me, she just kinda stared at the floor.