Rumours [BxB] ✔️

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Everything was going just swell. Spiffing. Absolutely darn perfect.

That was of course if the new definition for all of those words means, 'one of the worst times of my life'.

I would say Ash had gone back to being just as bad as he was before the night of the party, but that we be a lie.

He was worse.

He treated me like some sort of object that one second deserved to be thrown away and the other abused both mentally and physically.

Anyway, I was trying to keep as positive as I could because everyone knows that if you try and be happy it can help lighten your mood blah blah blah.

Then P.E happened.

I already despise hockey with my whole heart, so add all of this chaos into the middle, it's my worst nightmare.

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"Get out Skyter."

I glanced up from the pair of jeans in my hands and instantly was met with the entire male group of my sports class looking down on me.

"H-huh?" I stuttered, placing my clothes warily back into my bag.

"You heard what he said, get out you freak." The blond haired guy who said that crossed his arms while standing next to Ash, disgust in his eyes.

"Why?" I questioned, confused as to why they were telling me to get out of the changing room.

"We don't want you seeing us naked." Another guy in the back piped up and I scoffed, all the previous feeling vanishing.

"Hold up. One, it's very bold of you to assume I would want to look at any of your tiny dicks or hairy chests. Two, why now? I've changed here the same amount of times you lot have. So why do you seem to think you can boss me around?" I sneered, raising an eyebrow and leaning back against one of the many red lockers.

"Listen up twink, if I say get out. You move." Ash hissed, lunging forward and shoving me roughly. I winced as my back hit the metal with such force I was sure there would be bruising later.

"And if I tell you to get the fuck off me, you do." I lifted my leg and kicked him in the balls, scooped up my bag and hockey stick, and began walking towards the door.

He shouted out in pain to which I replied with a sadistic sounding chuckle, only to see him come running after me seconds later.

"Gotta go!" I called, pushing the doors open and running down the corridor. I noticed Brooke, one of Lilas friends who happened to be in my class, walking down the hallway.

And I'm pretty sure she saw me too, considering the state I was in.

Her eyes widened before a smile fell onto her lips, and she intercepted my running.

Ushering me into the girls changing room, she pulled the door almost completely close behind me, and I leant against the wall to catch my breath.

Only then did I realise the room was filled with around fifteen girls all wrapped in towels or barely dressed.

"Sorry!" I squeaked, turning for the door, but Brooke slammed it shut and turned the lock.