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Tori's Pov-

"Can you please stop," I pleaded as I was being pushed into my lockers by my bully Michael Conor.

"Why should I? Are you going to go tell your mommy," He teased as he slammed me into the locker for the last time, for now. "See you later."

He walked away and when he was clear out of my sight, I stood up. My head was pounding and my shoulder was throbbing in pain. I walked to my first class of the day and with my luck, Michael was in my class.

"Hey clown," He said as I sat down in front of him.

"Please leave me alone," I said.

"Why?" He asked as he kicked the back of my chair.

"Ow," I yelped as I held my back in pain. The teacher came in and I then went up and asked him if I could be excused.

I walked out of the classroom with tears running down my face. I walked over to the lockers and slid down. When I first came to this school, I thought Michael was pretty cute and I started to like him. But, then when my sophomore year came around he started to bully me. I still liked him, but I wanted to know why he bullied me.

"Tori," I heard someone say as the footsteps got closer to me. I looked up to see Michael.

"What do you want?" I asked him. He then sat down next to me, but I thought he was going to hurt me, so I flenched and scooted away.

"I'm not going to hurt you," He said.

"Why not," I asked him with a little sass.

"Listen, I'm sorry for everything," He said.

"Why?" I asked. "Why do you hit me everyday? Why do you push me anytime I'm in the halls? Why Michael, why?"

"I don't know. When I saw the guys from the football team flirting with you, I got jealous and took my anger out on you. Like why would a girl like you like a guy who play's the violin and rap while she can like a buff football player," He said as he slammed his head back against the lockers.

"You like me," I said.

"That doesn't matter anymore," He said.

"I like you too," I said.

"Why, why would you like your bully?" He asked me as we both turned to face each other.

"Because Michael, I know deep down inside of you, you're a sweet and amazing guy. You're different from other guys. I don't like buff football players. I like you Michael," I said.

Michael then started to move closer to me and I moved closer to him. Our lips then touched.

"Will you be my girlfriend?" He asked me.

"Yes," I said.

The End

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