Prologue

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"Your nothing but, weak!" He chuckles loudly along with his friends, a smirk playing in his lips.

I was walking through the hallway and I saw a boy clutching the collar of the girl's shirt, and I stood there frowning.

The girl was wearing a white skinny jeans, a white vans shoes and a black plain shirt followed by a bit of lipgloss and pink blush.

"Put me down" the girl begged and tears running in her cheeks.

"Next time--" the boy says and I cut him off.

"Get away from her!" I yelled at them and they all gasp in shock.

"Who the fuck are you? And, what are fucking doing here?" He turns towards me and ask narrowing his eyes on mine. Giving me a glare look.

"I'm Harper. Do you want me to repeat again?" I ask him growling.

"Tough bitch, huh?" He smirks at me.

"I said, Get-away-of-her!" I repeated, and starting to narrow my eyes on him.

After a minute, he put the girl down, and slowly approaching me towards, and a smirk playing in his lips. The girl drop on the floor and sob quietly.

I walked towards her to help. But suddenly, an air flung into my arm stopping me walking, I widened my eyes. I look up to see the boy's light, bright blue eyes brightening and shining through mine.

Sh!t, no Harper, not now, not him!

"Next time, keep out of my business" he said firmly, and grip my arm harder, and I move backward to remove his hands off my arm.

"In your fucking dreams, asshole" I spit on him and his friends grip my arms beside me.

"You will regret that. Wait, your the new schoolgirl. Right?" He spat on me and chuckles loudly.

"No!" Someone yell at the back. The girl. I can see the dark big brown eyes of her that full of disappointment.

The boy chuckle loudly as the hallway echoes the wall.

"Wow! This little bitch Harper, try'na help you, and now you wanted to take it back?" He yells emotionless.

What did you just called me? Little "b" what?? My blood is boiling on him.

"You two are fucking stupid--" while he was yelling someone interupts him.

"What's the meaning of this?" Mr. Norman asks firmly, and frowning on us.

Mr. Norman is our teacher. I guess, I only recognise him.

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