Chapter 1 - An E-mail

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Ding.

My phone went off and I groaned at the sound. I honestly shouldn't be sleeping but, it was my day off and I could do what I wanted. I rolled on my sheets and put my hand out to hold my phone. Opening my strained eyes, I looked to see 12 o'clock written on the screen.

I put my face in front of the camera and saw a notification coming from my e-mail. I quickly went to it and opened it. My mouth flew wide open when I saw who had emailed me. I breathed in deep, putting the phone close to my chest and then opened my eyes again to see the screen.

Dear Ms.Emily Williams,

We are proud to hereby invite you to the 10th reunion of Richmond High School, class of 2008. Everyone is required to come or else you get a point off the next test! Just joking. Anyhow, I hope to see everyone there and how much you all have grown and changed.

Like every reunion, we will have a dance and on top of that, there will be a dining in a hall before the PROM! Again, just a small joke. But, it is good to see how much all of you have changed and what you are up to know.

Sincerely,

Principle James Thenon

Fuck!

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*2008*

I walked down the halls slowly, minding to watch my step. I didn't want to embarrass myself on the first day of school again. But, the second I walked in, I saw Daniel standing there with a smile It caused my heart to skip a beat but, I just blushed as I watched him.

Just as I was about to look away, I bumped into someone causing me to hurled backward.

"Fucking bitch!" she spat. Venom was clear in her voice as she got closer to me. "You fucking fat whore, you bumped into me on purpose!"

"N-no. I'm sorry. I-I didn't mean to, Crystal." I kept stuttering because of the nervousness and a smirk formed on her face. I gulped, knowing anything she was thinking couldn't be right in any way.

"Aw, it's okay. How about you give me the cash in your wallet."

"I don't have any," I spoke. Her hand came straight across my face as I looked down at the floor. I shouldn't have made her mad. I breathed in deeply, trying to calm myself. But, the second I looked back, I saw a crowd had already formed, causing me to breathe even harder.

"Here's a small snack for your troubles," she said. I didn't realize what she meant until the cold thick liquid fell down my face. My voice was caught in my throat as I felt it trickle down. I felt tears mix with the liquid. I watched as Crystal dropped the loaded milkshake cup from Checkers.

I don't know what happened at that very moment but, all I knew was that it wasn't over. Six arms grabbed me and I tried to pull away but, they wouldn't stop pulling. I felt frustrated as the arms pulled me. They kept pulling me with Crystal watching with a huge smile on her face.

Everyone around us followed as the arms pulled me outside to the field. As we entered, I felt the loaded milkshake begin to harden on my head and my eyesight began to get blurry from all the tears. Finally, the arms stopped and I turned to face three guys from the football team who all had evil expressions on. Fear coursed through my brain looking at them.

I felt a hard hit at the back of my head and fell down with a loud thud. I cupped the throbbing side of my head as a low chuckle emerged from behind me. I didn't dare to turn around as I heard the field grass crunch with steps. I saw two long legs with heels on, realizing Crystal immediately, I stiffened.

"Let's do this," she said. Just as I was about to brace myself to the loneliness, a voice ripped through the crowd all around us.

"STOP!!' He said loudly. Everyone's head, including mine, shot up to look at the man who was standing a few feet away. He had blond hair and his green eyes sparkled beautifully in the sunlight. My heartbeat quickened with his every step forward. He had a smile on that shone for days.

Just as I was about to feel the relief his face twisted, his entire aura changed, and I realized the Daniel, that I saw in front of me was a monster. A gigantic smirk spread across his lips as he looked down at my crouching body. "Let me do it," he spoke. The words and my breath left at the same time.

His arms pulled on my sweater and I screamed but, Crystal's arms were quick to close my mouth. Tears pushed through as I tried to kick and scream, anything to go far away from what was happening. The boys from before, held me down and I couldn't fight back, no matter how much I tried.

My screams were muffled and my tears were wet.

He raised my shirt up and hooked it onto my head. My entire front was exposed, my breasts in my bra and all the fat, that they mocked me for, out in the open. At this point, I no longer said anything. I was completely quiet. The tears fell down and stayed silent, I had given up.

I felt a smooth object draw on my stomach and the chalkiness identified it as lipstick. I felt every letter he was writing.

"P!" The crowd yelled behind me.

"I!" Even louder.

"G!" They weren't lying.

. . . .

I was tied to the poll. It was nighttime now. I breathed the night air in deeply as I saw cars drive by. Not one noticing the big mess in front of the football field. I closed my eyes and let the night take me.

The smell of grass filled my nostrils and the cold wind blew. Suddenly, I heard a sound.

Crush. The crushing of grass. My eyes shot open to see a dark figure near me. I watched as it came closer.

"There's nothing more you guys can do," I said softly. I was broken, shattered, done for completely. The dark figure began coming closer but, I sat there limped down and staring intently trying to make out who it was.

It was probably a student. Probably a jock. Probably a cheerleader. The dark figure came absolutely close to me and they put a hand on my chin, lifting my face up. Soft lips touched my cheek causing me to jolt, surprised by the shocks.

The figure got up and moved around me and untied the ropes holding me to the poll. My weak body dropped but, the figure caught me quickly.

"I got you," the husky voice said. He helped me up and just as I was about to turn and face the person who had helped me, he was gone.

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