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Her outfit^^^^^
"Watch it" I growled at the guy, that just shoved me to the ground.
"Watch who you're talking to" I heard the scary, familiar voice, from behind me.
"S-S-Sorry" I stuttered, worried about the guy behind me. He was my tormentor for the past 3 1/2 years of high school. Luckily though I was a senior. I was almost out of hell.
I hated popular kids. HATED them. They were always the ones to beat me. The bell rang for class. The halls cleared almost instantly, not wanting to face the wrath of the teachers. Brendon grabbed my neck with his hands. (No Duh) I brought my bright blue eyes up to his almost black eyes. He was the scariest thing, second only to my father.
He dropped me to the ground. I was coughing up blood and gasping. Brendon smirked and walked off to class. He was going to get away with being late. Me, not so much. I limped towards my next class, Honors Algebra. I slowly opened the door, hoping to sneak in.
Of course not.
"Miss. Rose, why are you late" My teacher asked. I kept the hoodie over my face and my head down to cover my face. I didn't say anything and he sighed.
"You have detention after school. Go sit down" he told me. Oh shit. I couldn't get detention! If I got detention...my life would be over. My father would kill me, quite literally. I quickly limped over to my seat.
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The bell rang and I got out of my chair, as quickly as humanly possible. I had gym next and I knew that was going to suck. I changed into my gym outfit.
Most girls took advantage of gym and wore scandalous clothes. I didn't. I couldn't.
"Rose what have I told you about wearing hoods over your face" my gym teacher scolded. I reluctantly let the hood off of my face.
"5 laps warm up" she told the gym full of people. Everyone groaned and we started running. I tried...keyword tried. I ended up hopping on one leg.
"Okay Rose come sit" my gym teacher called to me. I hobbled t a bench, propping up my bruised and swollen leg. Once, everyone was finished running, we were told to partner up. I was told to stay put.
Martha was a mutual acquaintance. She knew of my existence and agreed with me to not tell anyone about my abuse. She was arguing with the gym teacher about not having a partner, while two boys were staring at her.
"Detention" our gym teacher said to Martha.
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"What an interesting group for detention" our principle started.
"I just want to say I'm sorry" Spencer said raising his hand.
"This is all your fault" 'Fridge' complained to Spencer.
"Come on you are going to clean out the basement for recycling and to do that the staples must be removed from these magazines" our principle said, as we entered the basement.
"Chose your weapon" our principle said holding out a box of staple removers. I grabbed one and leaned on the table, the magazines were on.
"Are you going to help, or are you too pretty" Martha asked Bethany with distaste.
"I'm too pretty" Bethany said taking selfies on her phone. Martha rolled her eyes. Spencer, Martha, and I were doing the magazines, while Fridge was looking around, and Bethany was on her phone.
"Why haven't I seen you around here" Fridge asked me.
"I don't associate myself with your kind" I spat. I hated football players, and he was one. The door opened and I snapped my head to the side.
"Rose when you get done here you come straight to my house" Brendon said, appearing with his group of football players.
"I-I c-can't y-y-you know that" I said with my head down.
"Tomorrow will be bad for you if you don't" he told me glaring. I nodded quickly, causing him and his group of friends and himself leave.
"As I was saying, I try not to associate myself with your kind, or bad crap happens" I glared. Fridge shrugged and continued looking around. Martha shot me a look.
"Oh I found something" Fridge called to us. He brought back, what looked to be an old gaming console. Spencer and Fridge set it up.
"Jumanji" Spencer said reading the screen.
"Bethany you playing" Fridge asked.
"I'm not going to waste my time staring at a TV screen" she said, before sighing, "Fine."
"Martha" Spencer asked. He totally had a crush on her.
"We are in detention. We are supposed to be unstapleizing the magazines" she complained.
"I never thought she would. She's too much of a good girl" Fridge said.
"Fine I'm playing" Martha said grabbing a controller.
"Rose you playing" Fridge asked me.
"I'm going to get killed for doing this" I said groaning. I picked up a controller. Fridge tried to be the piolet, but the game didn't let him choose it.
"Moose Finbar sounds cool" Fridge said shrugging.
"Dr. Smolder Bravestone" Spencer said choosing that character.
"Professor Shelly Oberon. Curvy genius" Bethany decided on.
"I guess Ruby Roundhouse" Martha said.
"That leaves me Emerald Bravestone Child specialist" I said. Spencer pressed play, and our bodies became pixelated. Spencer completely disappeared first, then Martha, followed by Bethany, Fridge, and I disappeared last.
I was falling out of the sky. My body looked different. Smaller for sure. I was in a purple dress and I had a purple bow in my hair. I saw several people below me, four people to be exact.
"Catch me" I screamed. I fell into a pair of arms.
"Rose" the person who caught me asked.
"Yeah whos is you" I asked not noticing the change in my voice or the slight lisp I had.
"Fridge" he answered and sat me down. He was giant and so was everyone else. We went around saying our names.
"Wait a minuet" I said, "I'm a freaking baby!"
"Yeah" Martha dragged sheepishly.
"Well I'm missing my hair" Spencer complained.
"I am wearing half a shirt and short shorts in the JUNGLE" Martha complained.
"I'm an overweight middle aged man" Bethany complained.
"I'm missing the top two feet of my body" Fridge yelled.
