Bullying, Our Secret

Chapter 4 - "Didn't you fucking hear me?"

"Please students take a seat i need to talk to you about the project of this trimester" Mrs.Montero spoke as we walked inside the maths room.

I took my regular sit at the back of the room, it was better there than further closer to the board since some people would spent their time throwing paper balls to my head.

I set all my utilities on top of my desk resting my back on the so uncomfortable wooden chair shifting my position every now and then.

My eyes landed on Justin, as always he sat next to Fredo chatting with his surrounding mates rudely.

I rolled my eyes resting my head on my palm supported by the table.

"This semester the project has to be about the strength of a polymer, according to your Physics teacher we thought that the best option was to choose a project involving Maths and Science, this project consists in two test, a practical and a physical one that you will be doing at the end of this semester, it has to be done in partners" Some cheers silenced Mrs.Montero as the students already deciding who was going to be their partners. "Keep quiet! Since in the last project some students handed late their folio sheet with the information we have accorded that the partners will be chosen by me"

students booed to her but she ignored the reporting comments throwing at her.

"Please stay in silence as i set the partners" She paused to grab a list placed on top of her desk, clearing her throat she held the paper up. "Amy Wink and Bruce Wills, Shaniah Johnson and Devon Adams, George Borg and Daniel Sans, Alfredo Flores and Kayla Jones, Herbert Roberts and Johnny Duo, Christina Marie and Emily Watson..."

I narrowed my eyes as the teacher continued telling us the partners exhausted as cooperative work wasn't my strong point.

"...Justin Bieber and Callie Buston, you may now discuss your future work as I give each of you the information with all the materials and tasks to complete"

I snapped out from my thoughts widening me eyes, was this some kind of sick joke?

Justin turned his head meeting my light blue eyes, winking he smirked into my direction.

I dropped my gaze to my book pretending to focus in something else.

Is this a curse? Not only i have to teach him but also to work with him, the biggest player, dickehead, annoying boy ever!

The bell rang as some students started to pack up their stuff rapidly to leave the already finished school.

As always i packed my stuff slowly, being the last one to leave was better to avoid the pushing and running from other students, specially towards me.

"Well Buston it seems that we are gonna be busy" A deep husky voice gave me shivers.

Justin standing infront of my desk wearing that sneaky smile of his didn't hesitate to play with my pencilcase.

I raised up to get it off him but he dropped it to the floor making all my pens, pencils, rubbers and other utilities to spread through the cold grey floor.

"Oops, my bad" He mocked letting a small chuckle to slide out from his heart-shaped lips.

I brushed it off, the best thing to do is just ignore him plus it wasn't the first time he has done that to me.

Picking slowly each of my pens Justin turned to comment something mean about me out loud just for me to hear it.

"Dude im sorry that you have to be with the freak, well at least she can make all your work and get a good grade" Alfredo popped from behind him resting his arm around Justin's neck.

I bit on my bottom lip ignoring his rudeness. I stood walking towards the door after setting everything nicely inside my backpack.

I started to walk fastly aiming to leave with no more harsh incidents.

The main exit came into view soon, my liberty just a few feets away and thankfully with any more bad meets.

"Hey Buston where the fuck do you think you are going?" A sharp voice cut through the corridor raising everysingle hair from the back of my neck.

I spoke too soon...

Ignoring it i accelerated my walk turning it into a sprint.

"Didn't you fucking hear me?!" Suddenly i was pulled back by my arm making me face the one and only Justin Bieber, again.

His dark hazel eyes throwing daggers into my direction and his teeth pressed together, he wasn't in the mood and neither was I...

"Didn't your mother teach you manners bitch?" He spat to me before pushing me back making me fall and drop all my books to the floor.

"Which mother? She left her in the trash she belongs to" Khalil joined his game creating some laughs from the surrounding people.

The attention was just increasing, people already crowding around us

and cheering to Justin and his friends.

Humans are disgusting...

Justin gripped me by my shirt once again lifting me up dangerously close to his face.

"Listen you little hoe, i have had enough from you, when I speak to you you shut up and listen" Horror occupied my body as he raised his hand fearing the worst.

I closed my eyes ready to be hit by his tough fist when a voice made me opened them fully.

"Justin, Don't!"

Everyone turned to face the person that dared to stop the beast.

Ryan Butler stood firmly holding Justin's arm back. "There is no need to do that, release her"

He was defending me?! Justin's closest friend just defended me?!

After three seconds debating what to do Justin released me letting me fall to the ground still shocked.

With no words he dug his hands into his front pockets walking towards the exit groaning intensively followed by his friends.

The crowd dissipated slowly shaming the fact that he didn't touch me.

"Are you ok?" Ryan asked extending his hand to help me up.

I hesitated to give him my hand but finally i did so.

"T-thanks..." I stammered avoiding eye contact with him.

"I know that it is hard, but don't pay attention to him, ok?" He informed me picking up my books and giving.them to me afterwards.

"Don't worry, Im used to it" I smiled faintly pressing my books against my chest.

"It's not right, you know?" He questioned cocking a brow.

I nodded slowly finally meeting his sweet hazel eyes.

"Don't worry, if you need help, just call me" He curved his lips into a soft smile which made me blush, probably because of the fact that no boy has ever being so nice to me.

With a last hand-wave he walked away towards the entrance.

I stared at him for a few seconds still digesting what just happened.

He helped me...