bully (harry styles)

fourteen

(the picture on the side is how i feel about Valentines day because I have no life, and I'll be single forever. haha x)

"Hi Mickey!" Isabella greeted me, ignoring the looks from her so called friends. I wasn't sure if they were shooting the looks towards me or Isabella.

"Hi Bella," I smiled back at her, using her common nickname. Isabella was gorgeous, she could easily become  a model if she wanted to,  showing off her long golden locks, her perfect body.  Earlier this year, she took it to her advantage. She knew she could easily be the popular girl in the school. She had the looks, the attitude, everything that screams conceited. I used to have a deep hatred for her, but since she was trying to  supposedly  change, I decided to give her a second chance. Everyone deserves a second chance, right?

I focused on the front of the classroom, trying to ignore the group of bitches in the back of my Science room. Mr.Griffen enters the classroom seconds later after the bell rings, looking surprised that I had returned. I bet he was more shocked that Isabella, the girl I beat the shit out of, was sitting next to me, trying to start conversation with me. Her bruises on her perfect face have finally faded, thankfully I didn't leave any scars, because knowing her, she would probably sue me.

"Mickey, welcome back." Mr Griffen spoke, giving a small smile to the class before handing out a piece of paper.

"Guys, theres a pop quiz today! Do your best, you can use your notes from Friday."

A small cheer erupted from the class before it was dead silent, all the students focusing on the 10 questioned quiz in front of them.  I didn't receive a paper because I wasn't here all last week, which meant I basically missed more than half of the important stuff since we began the New Year.

"Hey, psst." Someone whispered, I looked around wondering who was speaking. If Mr.Griffen caught anyone cheating, he would deduct 30 points of our grade right away, no warnings. As much as I hated that rule, he was one of my favorite teachers. Now, nobody was. I obviously saw how he actually was like, he was a real dickhead that was so quick to judge me and didn't bother to help me.That was fine with me, I had Harry. I didn't need anyone else.

"Hey, Mickey." I looked behind me, seeing Isabella look up from her paper and point behind her. A guy, Rick, that I barely even spoke to, was holding up a piece of paper saying; I need to talk to you after class.

I raised my eyebrow and nodded, wondering why the hell would he need to talk to me? I mean, he was pretty cute. Everyone basically knew him around here, he was the flirt. The player. He didn't talk to me much because I was probably considered as the 'weird' girl before. When I was walking to class, I didn't get any snickers or rude jokes directed towards me. A group of girls passed by me and gave me a bright smile, introducing themselves.

"Rick? Are you talking?" Mr.Griffen said, his eyes darting between me and Rick.

"No, sir." Rick shook his head and looked back down, smiling to himself. What was going on?

When everyone completed, it was five minutes before science ended, math was my next class. I never understood math actually, it was just a whole bunch of gibberish to me.

"So, how have ya been?" Isabella smiled, leaning towards her desk so she could hear me better.

"Been better, I didn't really wanna come today." I smiled, darting my eyes to the clock and back to Bella.

"Same girl, I'm so done with school I'm just praying for it to be over faster."

I nodded, keeping silent. I couldn't wait for school to be over with.