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i ended up having one class with at least one of the kids in the group.
they never forced me to talk.
they helped me around.
they didn't question my abilities.
it was...
nice.
peaceful, you could say.
then it became, lunch?
i believe that is what it is called.
we walked into this big room, and the others led me to a circular table and we all sat down on a seat.
i pulled out a sandwich Martha made me and started to eat.
then a boy came up behind me and tapped my shoulder.
i quickly turned around, preparing myself for the worst.
i was about to ask what this boy wanted before mike beat me to it.
"go away, troy."
jane stares at him and kept muttering,
"mouthbreather."
'troy' said, "shut up, frogface. i'm talking to this pretty lady. so, where are you from?"
i stared at him and asked, "what?"
he stared at me dumbfounded.
"oi, we got a dumb one here. good thing you're pretty, but why are you sitting with a bunch of nerds?" he said.
i shrugged my shoulders, not fully understanding what this troy guy was saying.
he then grabbed my arm and pulled me up.
if we were in a smaller place with no kids, i would've pushed him away from me.
but we were surrounded by kids so i just let out a little whimper.
"dude, stop it! you're hurting her, you asshole!" dustin said.
"if i'm hurting her, she needs to say something. not you." troy retorted with.
everyone at the table looked at me and i just stared at them pleadingly.
that's when troy started to pull me to another table and i was forced to move with him.
everyone just continued to look at me.
why aren't they helping me?
aren't i there friend?
i was struggling to look behind me at them and i even started to outreach my arm to get to jane, but that's when i was pulled down into a seat with the troy boy.
"introduce yourself." troy said.
"y/n." i said.
the people around me just stared at me with surprise.
that's when a buffy looking boy said,
"damn. she cute."
"yeah, i know. i found her sitting with those nerds over there." troy said motioning to my friends.
nerds?
is that an insult.
i don't like insults.
papa used them on me all the time.
"that's not nice." i said.
troy smirked at me.
"what? you wouldn't rather be a nerd then hang out with us popular kids?"
my frown deepened.
i pointed to my friends.
"they may be nerds. but they're nice. you arent. you, you..."
"i'm. what." troy growled.
"you, YOU'RE JUST A MOUTHBREATHER!" i exclaimed, remembering what jane said not too long ago.
i stood up from my chair and i was about to stomp back over to my rightful seat when another guy grabbed my arm. tightly.
"hey. if you leave now, you won't be allowed to sit with us at lunch anymore."
i pulled my arm away and smacked him.
the whole room went silent, due to the slap being quite loud.
"oh, YOU'RE DEAD Y/N!" he yelled.
my eyes widened and i bolted.
the rude guy continued to chase me around until i juked him and he fell to his side.
i stopped and i just stared at him.
he was panting.
i wasn't very tired.
just confused on why people were so mean.
the guy looked up at me and started to laugh.
"you, you're fast y/n. good for you. but not fast enough. you will be dead. soon."
then he simply stood up and he walked back to his seat.
i gulped and walked back to mine.
everyone started clapping for me, and my friends just gently clapped my back and hugged me.
everyone except mike.
mike just stared at me.
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