The New Girl

im fine.

November 15th, 2017

It's been almost a month and Heather is still bullying me. I haven't told anyone. Nobody knows. And nobody needs to know. This is between me and her.

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6:18 Hey, I wanted to know if you needed a ride. You seem a little down lately.... you wanna talk? - Colby

I ignore it, and proceed to get ready. I'm not exactly mad at him; I mean... he was right. He doesn't like me..... we're just freinds. But the thing is, I can't like any guy in this damn school because apparently they all belong to Heather.

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"Maya, you want breakfast?" My mom calls up to Alya and me. Today's her day off so she went ahead and made us food.

"Um... sure I'll be down in a second." I pull my bag over my shoulder, and head downstairs. I sit down at our little bar and I just stare down at the plate.

Looks gross. Smells gross.

I take a bite.

Ugh, tastes gross.

What is sitting before is toast and cereal. My favorite for the longest time. Until now recently. I haven't eaten a lot since Heather. Of course I don't eat much anyway, but I've been eating less than that.

6:45 you're probably still mad at me... and I get that. You can be mad all you want, but I'm still worried about you..... - Colby.

My eyes tear up and mom notices.

"You okay there Maya?"

I look up.

"Yeah. I'm fine." I smile a fake smile and start walking out the door.

"C'mon Alya!" I yell and she comes running down.

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We're walking and I notice Alya's gone. I look behind me and see her school, and her on the front steps of it.

I put on my headphones and just walk the rest of the way. I see Colby's car, and I notice it slowing down when he gets near me.

He comes to a stop.

"Just get in the car."

"No." Although I couldn't hear him, I could see what he was saying.

"Damnit get in!" He yells and I can sorta hear him.

"School's right here!" I say pointing to the school. I look up at the row of steps I have to walk up.

Ugh. Here we go.

I start walking up and I hear Colby getting out of his car.

"Maya! Please! We haven't talked in a month and I hate it! Ever since you went in that bathroom.... you didn't come out the same! It's like someone in there broke you! Did you.... is someone bullying you....?!" He yells. I stop in my tracks.

Yes.

"Colby!" I turn around and yell.

He kinda stumbles back.

"I- I'm sorry." I say, looking down and fiddling with my strap.

"For what?" He says stepping up to me.

He grabs my hand.

"Maya you didn't answer my first question.... are you being bullied?"

"Y- yeah. I am." I don't think he realizes this but he just gripped my hand even tighter.