Maybe...

Just Like The Old Days.

Brynn's POV

Its Saturday morning. Mackenna spent the night with me. Memories from the party caused me to tear up as i sat up in my bed. I glanced at Mackenna who was still asleep on an inflatable bed on the floor befor quickly wiping the tears away.

What was i thinking? Of course Hayes and Marco would never like me. Well they would...for money...

And Kalsee. I knew she wasnt a good friend from the start. She was nothing but a bully. Just like Cassy...my old bully.

I sat in my bed hugging my knees as all of the memories flooded back to
me.

*Flashback*

You FREAK! Cassy yelled, throwning the rotten eggs she had saved, just for me, at me.

I was simply chilling at the park, sitting on a bench and reading a book. I watched as Cassy tore each page from my book out. Then she grabbed an object from her bag. A carton of eggs, that were expired.

She flung them at me as bystanders laughed and took videos. Nobody helped me as i was being pelted by the hard eggs. I cried in pain as everyone began to throw rocks once Cassy ran out of eggs. "GO KILL YOURSELF!" someone yelled. "THE WORLD WOULD BE BETTER PLACE WITHOUT YOU HERE!" someone else screamed.

I shrieked with pain as a small sharp rock hit me in the eye. Stop! Please! I hollered hoping someone would be kind enough to help. But the people only just laughed. Then a huge rock smashed into my nose. Thrown by Cassy.

I shrieked as i felt blood begin to pour out from my nose. Thats a start! Cassy sneered. Now since tour nose is broken it will help the plastic surgeons rearange your whole face! Oh wait, i forgot, no matter what they do, YOU WILL ALWAYS BE A HIDEOUS PEICE OF-

I didnt hear the rest. Stones were being flung at me, people were laughing and makeing rude remarks towards me. And the pain in my face was almost to unbearable. Why dont i kill myself? I thought.

Maybe their right, i should die.

My ears began to ring. And i lost conciousness.

The next few weeks with constant visits to the hospital were torture.

But i didn't kill myself.

*End Of Flashback*

I opened my eyes i didnt realize were closed. I was shaking and hugging my legs tighter than before. I reached and touch my nose. It was not crooked or misshapen. I had healed perfectly. But yet i was still imperfect. I was ugly. To everybody.

I looked at the time and saw that it was 9am exactly. Which is very early. Especially for Mackenna who usually woke up around 11am.

I slid out of bed and took a shower, tamed my messy hair and added a little natural make-up. I decide to take a walk to the park. I took an old book i wanted to re-read and changed into a blue crop top and some gray yoga pants. Then i jogged to the park hoping to return before Mackenna awakens.

I sat on a bench that was neatly painted. First i placed my hand on it before sitting to make sure that the paint was not wet. Its an old habit i have been doing since i sat on wet paint in a park back when i was eleven. I was humiliated as everyone around me laughed. Even my own mother laughed at my stupidness.

I sat on the bench- which was dry. And opened my book. I skipped a few pages that bored me the first time i read the book. I started in the middle of chapter four. I was only on the first paragraph when my book was snatched from my grasp.

I yelped in suprise and looked up. It was Kalsee. She smirked and threw my book into a mud puddle with all of her might causing some mud to spray on my clothing. I yelped in suprise. And then in anger.

What are you doing here!? I yelled to Kalsee. Having my revenge. Kalsee stated simply. My dress was ruined yesterday, surely your remember Brynn.

I smirked, and didnt anwser. That only angered Kalsee who removed an object from her bag. Rotten tomatoes. Molding and wrinkling. I took a step back in confusion. I didnt even have time to run before the first tomato was thrown at me, hitting me square in the face.

The commotion caused bystanders to approach and record the whole thing on their phones while cheering Kalsee on. She continued to chuck the rotten substance at me, covering me with red sauce. I flinched away and tried to run but tripped on my ruined book and slipped in the mud puddle causing me to also cover myself in smelly mud.

This cause an uproar of laughter from Kalsee and everyone around us. I stared in horror as a boy handed Kalsee a baseball. Then some othrr kids grabbed sticks and stones and began to throw. The hard baseball hurt the most though.

Stick and stones and tomatoes were being flung at me along with the continuous insults. The pain was unimaginable as i struggled to remove myself from the situation. I stumbled up to my feet and began to run forgetting my book in the dirt. I flew towards my home but didnt get far when a shoe was flung at me.

It was a thick wooden heeled shoe. The heel hit the back of my head. I threw my head up to the sky in pain and fell on the sidewalk. Another shoe smacked my neck. And barefoot Kalsee approched me.

Don't mess with me. She snareled smashing her fist into my lip causing it to bust as blood poured into my mouth. T-this is why i m-moved! I shrieked through sobs. B-but bullies keep coming back!

Oh poor, poor pathetic Brynn. Kalsee snareled. THERE IS NO ESCAPE! She stomped on my head causing it to crash onto the concrete below me. I shrieked out in pain. But Kalsee only walked away. Everyone was gone. I was all alone on the sidewalk except for the occasional car that passsed by with no hesitation.

I moaned in pain through the sobs and layed my head on the cold sidewalk.

About 30 minutes passed. Before i heard someone yell my name. I stayed still, ignoring the blood that flowed from my lip that refused to clot. I was lifted from the ground and pressed into a warm chest.

Brynn! He yelled. What happened. Brynn! I moaned as a reply. Pain was everywhere. I just looked into the deep captivating eyes of Marco. I felt an old feeling of anger arise from my chest, but it was overcome with exaustion as Marco carried me away, to who knows where.