Change of events (gxg)

Chapter 7

Steffie POV

She's looking at me, trying to guess what I'm going to say. I look down and start telling Demi my story;

"It all began when I was about 9 maybe 10 years old, I just switched schools, so I was the new kid in school. I didn't belong there, I was an outcast. The first year I was a shy girl, who tried to fit in, I even bullied another kid, because everyone did it and I didn't want to get bullied myself. The year passed and I knew I was wrong, I appologised to the girl and she forgave me. But then the bullies noticed I stopped bullying her, so I became the new target. It was just words and just about my outfit, but still it hurt. I couldn't help it that I didn't like designer clothes, more I couldn't even afford them. Again a year passed, and somehow, I got myself a boyfriend, but the bullies got to him as well, so we broke up and I was alone again.

Then I went to secondary and again I didn't fit in, still they kept it with words, but this time they started commenting my appearance, that hurt a lot more than commenting my outfit. Later when I was about 15 years old, I was the kind of Tom boy so I didn't carry a handbag with me to school or I didn't wear makeup. I got comments on that too. Three of my grandparents died, year after year after year, in 3 years I lost my greates examples. I got bullied in school, but at home it wasn't that much better. I didn't get commented on my clothes that much, but I did get commented on my appearance by my parents and older brother. There were times I could ignore them, but sometimes it just got too much. When I turned 16 I had Facebook for about 2 years, all my classmates and a few other people were friends with me. Little did I know, they were only friends with me to critise me even more.

As you know online bullying is harder to ignore, you might say, just shut down your computer, don't go on Facebook anymore, but that doesn't really help, because then you're an outcast for not having the multimedia. Anyway, I failed my year and I had to change schools again. Again I was an outcast, I was 16 while the others where 15, but most of them acted like they were 13. In their eyes I was an adult, I was boring, so again I didn't fit in. We made a trip to London, the whole trip I had to travel alone or with a teacher, which sucked.

The year after, we went to Spain with school and there I had my breakdown, I took a teacher in confidence and I could talk to her whenever I wanted. The year after, my last year in secundary was a fun year, eventhough the bullying was still going on. But I had a secret weapon, your music. When DEMI came out I was on cloud 9, I could listen to it every minute of the day, it was a way of shutting out the bullies.

Finally when I succeeded my secundary I went to university, I knew a few students from days before uni started, I thought I had some friends, unfortunatly, when they found out I cut, they turned against me. They started with words, but later on they started to get physical.

That year I didn't pass any exam but Spanish oral, I decided to change my courses and start all over again. And now I'm here, still getting bullied, but now I have a way to ignore them."

I talked and talked, until Demi, who had glossy eyes, reaslised it was almost time for her to go on stage, Jill was muttering about the makeup running over Demi's face and reapplied the stuff. "I want to talk more to you later today, are you ok with that?" Demi asked me "Oh and you can watch from the side of the stage if you'd like" she added quickly. I just nodded and waited for her to finish, I tried not to look at her while she was getting changed, but hey it's Demi, I bet you would look too. She finished and walked over to her door, turned around and quickly hugged me "Stay strong sweetie, you can do this, I believe in you" I smiled weakly, briefly returning the hug. "Thank you Demi, I couldn't have done it without you" I muttered, following her to the stage.

No need to tell you she rocked it, after the break, she held her famous speech, I was in tears afterwards, but instead she started singing, I was being pulled on stage. She sat me on a chair and walked back to her piano. "This song is for an incredably strong girl who's sitting right there on the chair, I hope not only she, but all of you find strenght in these songs" Demi spoke through her microphone, and then started playing Warrior and Nightingale when she finished she took her guitar and a chair and sat next to me. She looked at me while she played Believe in me when she finished that song, she stood up, hugged me again while whispering "I believe in you, don't give up, I'm always here" before taking my hand and bowing to the crowd, thanking them for coming and walked off stage together with me.