Fight back [Basically]

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Summary
A friendship going downhill.

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"Marcel! Wait up!" I scream, running down the hallway.

He stops and looks back at me. His big brown eyes look stare into my soul. His floppy brown hair moved over to the side as he quickly fixes it and smiles at me. Marcel has been my best friend, ever since the first day of primary school.

We couldn't stay away from each other. He was my rock. I didn't realize how much he was there to support me until we got into junior year of high school.

"What do you want Y/n?" He said coldly.

Ever since he started hanging out with the seniors he started acting colder to me. I wasn't a big fan of it either.

"I was wonder if you wanted to hang ou-" I tried to say before you got pushed on the ground.

I looked but to see Evan laughing and giving high fives to other friends. I sigh and pick up my books trying to hold back tears. I picked up one book and felt something warm and sort of hairy. Looking up I see Basically helping me pick up my stuff.

"Look Y/n I know this is sudden, but you don't mind if I go hang out with Evan real quick right?"

"Well actually-" I started.

"Okay cool!" He laughs, running off the catch up with guys.

Once again I have to run off to go find him. I felt bad but fuck, if I wasn't happy for him. Ever since we were freshman he always looked up to Evan. Now they're friends and it like his dreams and coming true. I mean I'm happy for him. I am, cause next year I'll have him all to myself.

Hopefully.

The bell rings and I go to class. Unfortunately, I didn't get enough time to put my books away so I just run to class. I make it to class and look around for a seat.

I see Evan sitting in the back looking at me. He winks and nods his head over to a desk next to him. Like he wants me to sit by him. I look around making sure this wasn't my only option.

"Ms. L/n, please take your seat." Said my teacher scaring the shit out of me.

I quickly go to the back of the class and sit next to Evan. The back of the class is where the bad and the cool kids sit. I didn't belong here. It's smelt like weed and cotton candy vape. I couldn't stay here for a long.

I need to be in the front. I couldn't even hear the teacher with Evan trying to flirt with the other girls. Though since this is a subject that I was good at I didn't expect to fail.

When class was close to over Evan lends over to me trying to get my attention.  To be honest I didn't want to talk to him. All these guys were going to do was make fun of me. So what's the point. I was just trying to make it to the end of class. Plus I almost had it to until-

SHOVE

I was shoved out of my chair and hit the end of a desk passing out slowly. My head was banging in pain. I was gasping for air as I feel the blood slowly go down my forehead. The last thing I heard was a couple of screams and Evan laughing loudly.

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I woke up.

To be honest waking up was the hardest part of the day. Getting up a little too fast made my leg feel like jelly and my head spin. The nurse came over and helped me lay back down on the bed. It wasn't long before I felt myself trying to fall bad to sleep. Although I needed answers.

"Nurse?" I ask softly.

She turned her head looking at me with her soft brown eyes. "Yes, Ms. L/n?"

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