Not Again (Vanoss crewxReader)- Discontinued

2: BBS boys?

Ring!
The class dismissal bell rang so I quickly jotted down the last sentence

"Where do you go next?" Brock asked me as he waited for me to hurry up and pack my stuff

I glanced down at my schedule

"Uhhh........ I have history next" I told him and he just shrugged his shoulder

"Well, I know you copied my phone number down so shoot me a text" Brock said to me with a shy smile

"BROCK! WAIT UP!" I heard a screeching voice shout

I spun around to see a tall black guy who was wearing a blue hoodie with a white hood and had on dark blue shorts with a cute tiny blue dinosaur keychain

I moved out of the way and they guy glanced over at me for a second but then ignored me

"Marcel, this is (y/n)" Brock spoke and the Marcel guy turned back to face me

"Oh hi!" Marcel spoke friendly and I just politely waved

"Get to class!" I heard a teacher yell at us and I quickly turned around and moved upstairs, down to D hall

I got to history and my history teacher made me introduce myself to the class

"Hi I'm (y/n) (L/n) I'm 16 and so yea....." I spoke lightly as I noticed a group of girls starring at me in an odd way

"Well seeing as this is history class, tell us a little bit about yourself! Like perhaps your past?" The teacher spoke and I gave him a scared glare for a second

***flash back***

"Daddy?......."

"WHY CANT YOU BE LIKE OTHER KIDS!?"

"I'm sorry......."

"STOP CRYING OR ILL GIVE YOU SOMETHING TO CRY ABOUT!!!!"

His punches..... his kicks...... so painful they leave marks for weeks

"You know I love you right (y/n)? You just disappoint me"

He'd tell me that every time he finishes hurting me

**

"Hey momma? Someone keeps calling me and they are texting me about daddy?"

I handed my mom my phone one day as a women was looking for my dad

"THATS PIECE OF SHIT!" She yelled and threw my phone across the room

I had a protective phone case so my phone didn't break but after that day something else broke

All the "I love you"'s from my dad were all a lie, he was seeing about 20 other women..... he never cared about us.....

I hate him

***end of flashback***

"My dad was in the marines so I lived in base housing for a small time period in my life so yea..." I cut it short and spoke of nothing bad....

"Anything else? Like do you know any other languages besides English? Or any interesting hobbies?" My teacher asked me and I tried to not snap at him for being to nosy

"I know a little sigh language..... and I tend to read a lot" I spoke small and short

"Have you heard of wattpad?" I heard a small shy guy speak with a thick Irish accent, he had a green shirt on that said "pancake store" on it and he had a big goofy smile on his face that made me feel a little comfortable