Nothing much, just fine, I am doing well.

Part 1

Camila's POV

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Pain, sadness, greed, regret, love, happiness, anger, hurt, hate, joy. I don't remember the last time I have felt those emotions. Maybe it was for the best.

Beep. Beep. Beep. My alarm clock woke me up from my sleep. I rolled out of my bed and as soon as my foot landed on the floor, it creaked and I slowly tried to step on the parts that don't make any noise, not wanting any unwanted attention.

I quickly took a shower and changed into something that doesn't make me look like a homeless person and started to brushed my teeth. Once double checking I have locked my windows and door, I softly walked my way down the stairs to check if anyone was there.

Everything is dirty like it hadn't been cleaned in years, which was not true since I cleaned it last night. Looking around this place, made me feel like I was in an abandoned house. I looked sideways and saw no one was in my house so I made my way to the sandwich maker and started making some sandwiches for breakfast and lunch at 'school.'

I leave my house and then locked the door. I walk down the steps and onto the hard pavement and made my way to school. I stared at the cars that drove by me and the birds that were flying in the sky and thought to myself 'Someday.'

After 30 minutes of walking, I reached my destination. I walked into the building and made it to my locker to put my backpack in and grab the books for first period. But of course, life had other plans for me.

Someone came up from behind me and slammed me into the lockers and turned me around so I was facing her. It was Lauren, her boyfriend, Brad, and their gang. I looked up to see that they all had the same old smirk plastered on their face.

" Hey loser", Lauren whispered into my ears, "How about you and me go for a walk behind the school." She grabbed me by my collar and dragged me to the back of the school.

Lauren's POV

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I looked at myself in the mirror and whispered to myself,

"What's in your head it doesn't matter. Brush your hair, fix your teeth. What you wear is all that matters." I know I shouldn't bully others but I can't help it, it's like everything is already written out for me. I want to apologize but before I knew it, the next thing that comes out of my mouth is something mean and the person I want to apologize to is being shoved into a wall or a locker by me.

I feel suffocated everyday. I feel like everyone and every single thing I have obtained in my life will leave me if I apologize and stand up for someone who is being bullied by my friends. I know that what I feel is not an excuse to just do what I please I want to cry every time but I know that's not gonna fix it. It's so empty inside. I feel scared, scared that if people know who I really am, they might leave me like everyone else on my life.

I walked downstairs and looked around my house to see if there is anything new but nope nothing new. Although deep down I know that my parents are never going to come back for me, I can't stop wondering what if, just what if they came back. But no. They will never come back.

I heard a honk outside of my house and took a peek from my window and saw my boyfriend and our friends waiting for me in the black Chevrolet car. I locked the front door and walked to the car.

" Hey doll, you look hot today." , Brad smirked as he slapped my ass. Argh. I swear I don't know why I put up with him or even dated him in the first place but nonetheless I put up a smile on my face and greeted him back.

After a 5 minute drive we arrived our school. I walked through the hallways, my friends followed me quickly. Camila was at her locker, probably taking out her books. 'Camila Cabello' , I thought. I don't know how she can handle it. Always being bullied, being a loner with no one by her side and no one to stand up for her. If I were her, I wouldn't be able to continue on with my life. I wish I didn't bully her. I want to apologize to her for being a bitch.

Someone tapped on my shoulders so I turned sideways to see who it was and saw that it was my 'best friend' , Luis.

He had this evil smile plastered to his face and at that moment I knew what was going to happen. I closed my eyes as I hear him say, "Hey Lauren, let's go show the fucking nerd who's boss. I dare you to hit her in the stomach until she spits out blood."

No. I don't want to hurt her more. No. Don't.

" Sure. " I replied. Fuck. I am so sorry Camila. I slammed her in the lockers and got close enough to whisper, "Hey loser. " I didn't even see her flinch when I slammed her into the locker. It was like she knew what was going to happen but didn't care enough to protect herself or cry. She wasn't even fazed a bit by what was happening. She looked so emotionless that it breaks my heart even more.

From the corner of my eye I saw my entire gang watching me from behind, as if they were telling me to continue and so I did. I told her that we were going to have a walk behind the school as I dragged her by the collar.

She felt so light. She didn't even resist.