68 Days |Fillie|

Finn💙

After ten minutes of walking, we finally made it to the main hall. Gaten raced to the lunch line and grabbed as many chocolate pudding cups as possible.

"Okay guys! Grab as many as you can hold and let's get out of here!" Gaten said. We all looked at him confused. Why did he want to leave so quickly?

"Dude, what's up? Why do you want to-" I paused. From a distance, I could see a huddle of guys, bad ones to be exact. In the middle, the two meanest guys were laughing with their smug faces of theirs, Wyatt and Troy.

"Oh shit," I mumbled. Millie turned to me looking concerned, she tapped my shoulder and said,

"What's wrong?"

"That's Wyatt and Troy. You don't want to mess with them," Caleb replied.

"Yeah, we better go," Sadie added. We each grabbed a pudding cup, threw them into Gaten's backpack and all rushed to the exit trying not to be seen. Just as I was about to open the door and rush out, someone from the distance shouted,

"Puppysoft! Is that you?" It was Troy. He and his posse always called me that. All eight of us froze, and slowly turned around. Troy and Wyatt were walking towards us, smiling their disgusting grins, with their arms crossed trying to look tough.

"Look what we have here," Wyatt said.

"We have puppysoft," Troy said. "Toothless, midnight, Queer, fire girl, Baby Swift, Wolverine, and, who are you?" He also said pointing at each of us. They all had come up with nicknames for everyone in the camp. They were stupid, but sometimes also hurtful.

Like Noah's for example. Only a year ago he came out to be bisexual. Troy and Wyatt immediately found out and haven't stopped calling him "queer" ever since.

When Troy saw Millie, his eyes lightened and smile grew bigger. He grabbed her by the forearms and said,

"Wyatt, look what we have here."

"Let go of her man," I snapped at him. He released the grip on Millie and walked towards me. His smile turned into a frown and his fists were clenching. I could feel my palms sweat as he came closer.

"What was that Puppysoft?" He snarled.

"I said, let go of her. She doesn't want any of your attention," I mumbled. I could sense he was getting angrier and angrier from what I have said. No one tells him what to do, not even the boss of this place.
He walked even closer to me, until we were inches apart. This was going to end badly, and everyone knew it. Without even warning me, I could feel a hard punch across my face, and I stumbled to the ground. My right cheek was stinging with pain, it'll definitely be bruised tomorrow. Troy and Wyatt started laughing, as everyone knelt down to help me back up.

"I thought I told you not to mess with me, puppysoft. Wyatt, let's go," Troy snickered. The both walked away and went back to their huddle of friends.

When I finally got back up to my feet, Caleb looked like he was ready to explode. His face was full on anger, he never lets people pick on him or his friends.

"Assholes," he mumbled.

"Before anything else happens, we should probably go," Grace said. Everyone else agreed, and rushed out of the building. We were in the same walking position again, except Gaten was with the others in front of Millie and I. The guys and Sadie, Grace, and Dafne were talking about how to get back at Troy and Wyatt. I couldn't hear much, but it sounded like they were going to steal their clothes and throw them into the lake naked. When I looked over at Millie, she was rubbing her arm. Maybe Troy was a bit too rough when he grabbed her. I stopped her in her tracks, and said,