That Spanish Boy (Sebastian Olzanski & Magcon Boys)

The Date.

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Chapter 10.

Tomorrow is my date with Seb, it is Friday, thank God!

School was awful. I guess everyone found out about my father and what he had done to me.

All week at school I earned nasty looks from people. I knew they were talking about me, I just pretended like I didn't, but I am so glad it's the end of the week.

My "Best friend" started hanging out with these girls who are supposedly the queens of the school. She started talking about me behind my back with those girls, but I don't care because I have the boys. They are here for me, and I love that. I couldn't ask for anything else.

I pulled my jeans up my legs, grabbing a plain blue shirt, along with my grey Gilly Hicks sweater, and a white scarf.

I put my hair in a bun, applying mascara and Concealer.

I grab my satchel and black Tom's, and run down the stairs almost falling.

"Really to go?" Seb asked grabbing his back pack.

"Yup," I reply popping the 'p'.

Cameron offered to give us a ride to school, but we decided to walk instead.

"We don't have to go to school if you don't want to," Seb says to me.

"No, I want to. They can look at me however they want, say what they want. I don't care." I say.

I don't mean that though, it hurts.

He just nodded his head, not wanting to protest against going to school, I know it hurts him. He hears people call me names, it probably hurts him a more than it hurts me. I can see it in his eyes.

We enter the building, everyone stopping to look at us, well me, whispering to each other.

Yes bitches, make room for the queen, I think to myself, then chuckle at my own joke.

Seb and I enter the class and thankfully all the boys are in there.

I hug each of them, then take my seat to prepare for the worst.

It is now lunch time, I usually sat with my friend at a table by our selves, but since the week started, I began to sit with the boys.

"We can skip?" Johnson states.

I shake my head, I don't everyone to think they got to my feelings. Even though they did, I'm not showing it.

The boys got up to get their food, but I just sat there. I guess I'm just not hungry.

Right at the boys were about to sit, on of the sluts of the school, Julie, pours her milk on my head.

I feel the wet substance slide down my face and back. I have had enough with these people. I look back to Julie who was snickering.

"WHY THE FUCK WOULD YOU DO THAT? YOU DON'T KNOW MY FUCKING STORY! SO DO YOURSELF A FAVOR AND STOP BOTHERING ME, WHY DON'T YOU JUST FUCK ANOTHER GUY LIKE THE FUCKING SLUT YOU ARE!" I yell with anger rushing through my body.

She stands their looking at me shocked. She then raises her hand and slaps me right on the cheek.

I'm not just going to let her get away with that. The boys obviously knew what I was going to do because they were calling my name.

I rolled my hand into a fist, I looked at Julie who was laughing. I lifted my hand and punched her in the nose, too fast for her to see it coming.

She fell on the floor, I got on top of her and just punched her repeatedly.