Broken [RE-EDITED]

Chapter 3

Emily's P.O.V

That was a horrible first class, everyone probably thought I was a total loser. Great. Perfect way to start the day. Why were those girls talking about me? What if they hate me?

I shook the bad thoughts from my head as I walked to my next class. Art. Finally a class I'm good at. I walked through the doorway and only to find exactly what I was trying to avoid. Justin and his friends were there and all started yelling out to me.

"Hey look it's the Aussie girl!"

"Ew whys she in our class?"

"Go back to Australia Bitch!"

I was killing me to hear such hurtful things. You know how in books and movies when someone gets bullied they try to be brave right? I'm the opposite.

I tried to hide the tears that were falling down my face as I walked to the back of the room to an empty seat. Some girls in front of me started muttering things under their breath.

"Loser"

"Ugh how pathetic"

I just wanted to leave. I was alone and dying inside and it was only 2nd period.

The class went pretty fast. Not too much happened other than a few more hurtful comments. finally the bell rang and got my stuff and left quickly but carefully this time.

"Hey bitch! where are you going to fast?"

I turned around and saw Justin approaching me. Shit what do I do?? I looked up at him as he stopped in front of me. I wanted to run but he looks really fit and I probably wouldn't get far.

"Your not going anywhere"

Holy shit can this guy read minds??

"Come on where going somewhere" he said with a smirk.

"W-where are we going?"

"Did I say you could talk?!" He yelled as he turned around and slapped me across the face.

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Hey sorry I haven't updated in a million years, but I thought if give you a double update so enjoy haha I don't really have a good excuse for not updated other than it just slipped my mind.

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Thanks again to anyone reading

- Brook :) xx