Abigail's POV
It was 2:Pm. My best friend Jamie Anderson prepares to come to my house. At least thats what I thought. Jamie never showed. It was unlike her. I was kind of upset to be honest. The next day Jamie's Mom reported her missing.
It had been three days since Jamie was declared missing. No one had a clue where she could be. At school I just sat on a bench and read my book. Before Jamie came everyone bullied me. I was a nothing. When she saw how they treated me she stood up for me. No one fucked with me because they knew what she'd do. She made me popular without changing who I was. She helped get one of bullies aka my crush to turn into my boyfriend. But since Jamie is gone no one cares about me. Except Alex, Mason, Octavia, and October. Alex is my boyfriend, Mason is his brother, Octavia is the cool baddie of the school, and October the emo -ish kid I've known forever that used to have a crush on me.
At school, Alex's Ex, Lena, started picking on me again. I was just reading my book when she kicked it out of my hand. Then she kicked my face. Everyone laughed.
"Get out of this school you freak." She punches me. My lips started bleeding and I felt sick. I felt dizzy and I couldn't see straight.
"Oh no the little nothings upset. What a pity!" She punches me then head buts me.
Not to mention I was starting to cry. My face looked like like water fountain. Water streaming down my face. Alex walked by listening to the music in his headphones, until he saw the crowd of people. He took off his headphones and then saw me.
"Abigail!" He rushed over to me. People continue to laugh. October approached us.
"Holy shit! What the fuck Lena?!"
"Ha. Please. Just look at her stupid fat face and slut clothes. She looks like a slutty obese grandma." Alex, October, and Octavia help me get out of the mob of laughing students. Octavia takes me to the girls bathroom.
"Jesus. Abi are you okay?" I realize I've been silent this whole time.
"Yeah! Yeah I'm fine. It doesn't even hurt that bad." I say after a few seconds. Wiping the tears from my face. Presses a wet paper towel on my wound. After a few minutes she wraps her arms around me
"Abigail, Sweetie," She looks at me. "you are not nothing."
