Friends for Life

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Abuse, near-suicide story, but it does have a happy ending!

X3 I LOVE THESE KINDS OF STORIES... But... I do need a happy ending at the end... OH WELL :D

This chapter is just the prologue c:

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-- Location : YouTube Academy --

"Ew! Look at her hair!"

"Wow! Like she's like, so pale! Does she eat?"

"OMG! She look's so weird with her eyes!"

"What is she wearing?! A hoodie?! UGH!"

"Does anybody know her name, like seriously?"

I held back tears as I started to speedwalk away from the bullies, who were constantly harrassing me. I stumbled and tripped over my untied-shoelace and bumped into my big brother, Ian. He stared at me and my eyes and scoffed, pushed me off, and rushed past me, leaving me behind, books astrewn across the floor. Even my older brother won't love me...

"Hey! You okay?" a singular voice rang out in my mind. It was melodic, but the person wasn't singing. I looked up and saw a pair of black converse, orange shorts, and an oversized hoodie. I shook my head as an answer.

"Aww... Who did this to you?" She asked, picking me up, grabbing my books and walking with me to my next class.

"Th-the bullies..." I managed to stutter out.

She nodded in understanding, then turned around to face the bullies. She growled in anger and said, "You stay away from her or you will regret it!"

"Ha! Regret what?!"

"REGRET THIS!!!" She rushed over to them at lightning speed, uppercutted one of them across the jaw, and smacked one across the face so hard that it left a red mark. She kneed another one in the stomach and punched another one's nose. She hunched over as Ian started to kick her stomach. I rushed over to her and punched my brother square in the nose, HARD.

I heard teachers calling for us to stop, but all of the pent up frustration left me unable to tear my fists away from my brother. He wasn't even trying to keep his face protected. I huffed as a teacher pulled me away from him and helped the girl up. She immediatly stood up and ran, but before she could reach the door, I yelled, "What's your name?!" 

She signaled me to shut up and left the building, leaving me wondering about the mysterious savior.

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A/N

YEP. PROLOGUE.

c:

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