Prologue

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3rd person pov
11 years ago

    It was the first day of kindergarten and Elizabeth was so exited to meet new friends.

She walked into the classroom with her Hannah Montana backpack and found a seat in the back corner next to a young boy. He had a plain blue and grey bag with a green lunch box.

  "Hi. I'm Elizabeth," the young girl said looking at the boy.

  "Hi. I'm Bradley. Y-you can call me brad if you want," he said giving a shy smile

  "Okay. I like Bradly though. So if you don't mind I think I'll call you that. But, if I get mad at you then I'll call you brad,"

"Okay...," the boy said unsure, "Can-Can I call you Ella?"

"Why Ella," she asks

"You. I don't know. You look like one I guess?"

"Okay then Bradley. You can call me Ella,"

"Okay Ella. Are we f-friends now," he asks playing with his pencil

"Yeah. And I feel like we'll be best friends," she says smiling.

4th grade

    Bradley had sort of distanced himself from Ella making her sad.

Ella's pov

Bradley walked into class with red eyes and  bruises on his wrists and tears on his cheeks.

"Bradley. Are you okay," I ask

"Yeah," he said sniffling

"Why are you crying what happened,"

"Nothing. I just shut my window on myself," he says.

"Okay," I say

6th grade

   Bradley doesn't talk to me anymore. He doesn't say much to anyone. He comes to school with bruises and cuts sometimes, but just ignores everyone who asks what happened.

   "Bradley," I whisper, "how you doing?"

"..."

   "How's Caleb,"

"I don't know! Why don't you ask him," he whisper yells to me.

 
   That's the day he pushed me down in the hall told me to leave him alone because he wasn't my friend and never was.

   I should have known nobody cared. But I was careless.

7th grade

Bradley got glasses.

He looks different

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He looks different. He looks older. We still don't talk and he still comes in with bruises.

    I've been bullied lately. He just ignores it and walks by. I guess he was right. He never was my friend. But, if he needs me. I'll be there

  8th grade

  The last four days I've been in the hospital. I had a asthma attach and passed out. Nothing too serious, although kids spread rumors.

  14 days later


     I came back to school to find Bradley all bruised up. I looked In my desk and found a note asking

" why?

-B.B. "

I looked at Bradley and glared. He only glared back.

9th grade

  Bradleys parents got divorced and he doesn't wear his glasses anymore. Apparently his sight was just changing or something like that.

   He's still an rude person though . And I don't know why...
A/N: I know it's bad but just wait. I will give flashbacks to tell further into the story.

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