Zoeys POV
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"I'm cornered! I have no where to go and no where to hide. Will i have to explain the bruises to my mum again? Will i have to get more bruises for not being strong? I guess so." (Btw this was an error this is in her mind rn.) I froze seeing a fist rise and see it hurl towards my face. I close my eyes preparing for impact. But...Why aren't i hit yet? Hesitant i open my eyes. "Hey! Let go!" I saw one of my bullies hands stopped in front of me. Slightly above was a boy. Slightly taller, slightly bigger. I could tell he was in the same grade as me (4th grade) but he didn't look like it. -Le time skip- my bullies ran away. I looked at the boy and thanked him. "T-thank you.." he smiled genuinely "No problem, hey my name is Dallas." Dallas...what a nice name. "Nice to meet you. My name is zoey." He chuckled. " Awww such a cute name." My face flushed and he took me home that day. And that, was the beginning of my love. Well....Our love.
-Back to the present. They're now in highschool.-
