social casualty || m.c. {book 4} [preview]

p r e f a c e

"Why are you still here, green haired twink?! I thought we taught you a lesson yesterday!" Parker and his gang of jocks form around me as I back into the lockers in the hallway. Why is no one stopping them? Oh right. Because I'm invisible.

"You're just another social casualty!" Kyle, Parker's best friend chirps. My words get caught in my throat as Parker's hand grips my neck and slams my head against the lockers. I let out a small squeal, causing the to laugh and cause me more pain.

I hate me life. Ever since my older sister, the head of the cheer leading squad, died (she was hit by a car), I was shut out by everyone. She was my sister but also my best friend. Even though I am a loser and she was a diamond, she loved me. She took care of me. She protected me. And she would always ditch her friends so that she could be with me. Thoughts and memories of her come rushing back and tears start to build in my eyes. I starts losing my breath as Parker keeps choking me.

"What is it, Clifford? I'm sorry little baby, but big sissy, Jessica, isn't here to help you." That's it. I have had enough. I raise my leg and kick Parker right in the crouch, causing him to let go and squeal at the top of his lungs. I try to run, but his little posse grabs me by my arms and drags me in the center of them, pounding their fists into my face.

"HEY!" I hear someone yell. The jocks stop and everything grows silent, but I can't see anything. I always can't move, "GET THE HELL AWAY FROM HIM, YOU ASSHOLES!" The voice sounds like it belongs to a girl. A familiar girl. The guys murmur and scamper off. I hear someone run towards me, "Hey, are you alright, Michael?" I look up to see a familiar face.

"J-Jessica?"

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