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Dan's P.O.V.

"Hey Dan, give me your lunch! And oh, your money too!" Harold shouted as he pushed me backwards. I don't know what to do, so just as usual, I gave him my belongings.

"Now that's a good boy." They laughed as they punched me one by one. I stumbled and fall to the ground. My whole body hurts. They tossed my bag over the bushes and left me.

Every single day of my school life, I was bullied and being laughed upon almost everyone. I am a loner, I don't have any friends.

I grabbed my bag. As I walked slowly, knees hurting by the sparring they gave to me, some girls passed me.

"Yuck, look at Dan, he's so ugly and disgusting." I heard Emma, one of the most popular girls in our school, disgustingly looked at me.

"Stop it Emma, that's not nice." Jazz lightly hit her in the shoulders. She's a nice girl. She's the only one who doesn't pick on me. I smiled on her as she just smiled back at me too.

"What's with that face, loser? Get lost. Come on girls." Emma said as they continued walking.

*****

The classes were over and I am already at home. "Mom, I'm home." I greeted Mom who was sitting at the living room, drinking coffe.

"Welcome home Dan." She greeted me back. "Where did you get those bruises again honey?" She stood up and looked at the bruises all over my body.

"I'm fine Mom. I just tripped over. Well, I'm heading to my room." I walked pass her and ran over to my room.

"Ughn..." I laid down on the bed, suffering the body pain that I have. I closed my eyes, hoping thar the pain will cease, even just by a little.

"I hate this... It hurts." I carefully sat down on my bed and took out my notebook. Everything that I endured, are all written in my notebook.

*****

"Danny Boy, I hope you already know what I'm here for, do 'ya?" Harold snapped his fingers as he ordered me to give him my lunch.

"Here, take it." I gave him my belonging as he smiled to satisfaction.

"Now that's better. See 'ya tomorrow pal." He tapped me forcefully on the back, hard enough to make me choke. They laughed then left me in the room.

"That's not very nice of them..." I heard someone softly said behind my back. I thought that everyone already went outside. I turned around and saw Jazz.

"You musn't let them do that to you." She said with a worrying voice. I really do know she is nice, but at least she is very considerate too.

"T-Thank you." I shyly give my appreciation by giving her my sandwich. I pack two lunches because Harold always takes the other one.

"No thanks, I think you'll need it more than me." She smiled gently. "See you." She waved as she walked outside the classroom.

I took my personal notebook and wrote down something. As I finished what I had written, I closed my notebook and placed it inside my bag. I ate lunch in the classroom, not minding on socializing with anyone.

*****

Jazz's P.O.V.

Today, Daniel was nowhere in sight. The class was always mean against him. As a fellow classmate, I'm concerned about him. He's kind, but everyone abuses it. He's strong, I know that. After all of the tease and being the goner in the campus, I know that all he wants is someone to listen out to his thoughts.