Part Of Me

Chapter 2 (Bus Ride)

"Vill!" Someone yelled, making me jump. I looked over to see Cameron (one of the school's bullies") standing beside me.

"Yes?", I asked, with him towering over me.

"You're in my seat," he said, glaring at me, then at Ryan. "Move!"

Ryan started to stand up, but I sat there and looked around. There were three other seats on the bus that were empty.

"Why don't you take one of those seats?" I asked, catching him off guard.

"What?" He asked, glaring at me.

"Those seats are open." I told him.

"This is my seat." He growled, leaning in closer

"Vill, c'mon let's just move." Ryan said, nudging me.

I looked back over at Cameron. He looked like a bull, ready to charge. Me and Ryan both stood up and went to another open seat in the back of the bus.

"That's what I thought little bitches." Cameron said, as I was about to sit down. Then something in me went off.

"Yeah? Well at least my fat ass doesn't take up a whole seat." I said, instantly regretting it. 'Where the hell did that come from!'

He stood back up and glared at me. The other kids on the bus shrunk back into there seats. Even the bus driver knew what was about to happen, causing him to tilt the mirror to an angle where he couldn't see our reflection.

The bus bounced as he walked towards me. All the color drained drained from my body as he came up and grabbed my shirt.

"Say that again," he said while he pulled his free hand back. "While you still have teeth!"

"I-I-I-I didn't mean to Camr-"

"He didn't mean anything by it Camron." Ryan said, cutting me off.

Cameron glared at Ryan making him look down. Before shifting his gaze back at me.

"You're lucky I don't want to be suspended." He said, shoving me down into a different seat, pressing my face against the window.

He went back to his seat throwin a fake punch towards Ryan, making him flinch, as he walked by.

As he sat down, the bus finally started to move. I sat up in my seat as Ryan handed me my backpack. I took it thanking him and set it next to me I put my head on the back of the seat in front of me and closed my eyes.

After a few seconds I could hear  someone laughing hysterically. I looked around and saw people talking to their seat partners, but no one was talking. The laughter became louder as my attention was brought to the window and what was in the reflection. It was the "me" from the bathroom mirror.

I stared at him while he laughed. He laughed non-stop until I finally asked what he was laughing at.

"You-You totally whimped out dude." He said, in between laughs.

"Well what did you expect me to do?!" I whisper yelled at him.

"Beat his ass!" He yelled. I guess no one else can hear him. "Make him your bitch. Don't let that walking beanbag act like he's better than you."

"Well, why didn't you do anything if you knew what do?!" I said, fully facing the window.

"Who do you think said that badass comeback?" He asked, rhetorically. "I did, obviously. Only I was expecting you to have some balls and stand up for yourself."

"So, you set me up to get pummeled by Cameron?!"

"Nooo , I set you up for you to pummel Cameron." Sounding very sure of himself.

"Well maybe I don't want to fight anyone!" I said.

"Great, then I'll do it." He said, crossing our arms.

"What?"

"I'll handle all the man work while you go cower in your corner of self pussyness."

"Ok, that's just mean." I said, crossing our arms.

"See? You take all the shit instead of dealing with it."

"There are other ways of solving problems then being a dick!" I told him.

"Ok, well the next time your verble fist. knock someone out cold," He made a phone with his hand. "Give me a call...pussy." He said before disappearing for the second time.

"IM NOT A PUSSY!" I yelled, sitting back in my original position. I then realised that I said that very loud, because everyone, including Ryan, was staring at me.

I slumped back in my seat and covered my face with my hand.

'Why did this have to happen to me.'

End of this chapter. The next one will be longer I swear.

-S.L.1