mockingbird ; h.s

year eleven

Song Of The Chapter: Disasterology, Pierce The Veil c: x

age: 16

victoria went to school that day, happy. actually happy. a feeling she hasn't felt in years, and now she can't stop smiling. maybe it was because she hasn't felt as lonely as she used to. she has ashton, alice, and harry. sure, she still gets bullied a bit for her looks. but today she woke up with a feeling, a feeling telling her that today will be a good day.

walking into her first class, harry saw her and a large grin immediatly made its way to his face. victoria smiled back and took her seat next to her boyfriend.

"good morning, cutie." harry greeted, bending over a bit to leave a small kiss on her forehead. victoria looked down at her lap, knowing very well they were being watched by some of the noisy students that were in their class.

"morning." victoria said, looking up and smiling a bit at her wonderful boyfriend. the teacher walked in and greeted the class.

"today we are going to do some partner work. paige, you are going to be working with victoria-" victoria swallowed the lump that had formed in her throat at the sound of her partner's name. paige was one of the 'popular girls', the girls that looked down on girls like.. well, victoria.

paige scoffed from the back of the class, her perfectly curled beach blonde hair framing her flawless hair.

"you cannot make me work with that freakin' emo! i will not allow it!" paige pointed out, crossing her arms over her chest. victoria looked down at her lap at the mention of, 'freakin' emo'. it was not the first time she has heard that nickname, but usually it wasn't in front of her class. harry had snuck his headphones into his ears when the teacher wasn't looking, making him completely oblivious to his girlfriend's saddened state.

"paige, i will not accept that language. victoria, sweetie, go sit in the back with paige, okay?" the teacher said, nodding towards the table where paige was seated. victoria stood up from her seat, making harry turn his attention to her quickly. he gave her a smile and mouthed the words, 'i love you'. victoria gave harry a small smile, mouthing the words back.

victoria sat next to paige, pulling down her sleeves, a habit she has gotten used to for the past years. pages were placed in front of both girls, twenty questions that they had to answer.

"so- um- how about we-" victoria was cut off mid-sentence by the one and only.

"why do you always wear long sleeves? is it to cover your disgusting scars?" paige asked, smirking at the poor girl who was currently shaking in her seat. paige reached over and pulled victoria's sleeve up quickly, not giving her any time to try and stop her.

"what the hell?!" victoria shouted, standing up and covering her wrists again. all heads turned to the scene that was happening at the moment. everyone, including paige, was surprised at victoria's out burst. harry stood up slowly, ready to control his girlfriend's rage. he knew not to do it now, he knew that she has had all of this anger bottled up for quite some time.

"what? you don't want anyone to see your ugly scars?" paige shouted right back, standing up to her full height. yes, paige was taller than victoria, but she wasn't scared at all.

"what the f.uck is your problem?! you have been ruining my f.ucking life for years! does that give you pleasure?! huh?! because, all you are is a b.itch who finds fun in making people cry!" victoria screamed, tears streaming down her cheeks. her breathing was quick, her face tinted red.

"i may be a b.itch, but at least i don't have to f.ucking cut." paige spat, glaring down at victoria. harry was beyond mad, but he knew to stay back. victoria was a strong girl, physically, he knew she could fight back. "you cut because no one ever will ever love you. not even your boy toy over there. i bet he is only with you for a bet or something." victoria couldn't hold back any more. she has been restraining her anger for too long, and she had no control over her body any more.