Magcon Bullied Me ((UNDER EDITING))

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Steffani POV

I let out a sigh as I slowly get up -no- drag myself out of my soft, warm, comfortable bed. I let out a small yawn as I stay sitting up, stretching my arms out towards the ceiling and silently hissing from my body aching. Damn scars and bruises.

I breathe in as I glance around my dark room for a moment, feeling slightly angered that I have to wake up. My eyes land on my black clock set on my nightstand. 7:15 AM. I try not to roll my eyes and instead groan and flop back on my bed, letting myself lay in my thousands of pillows.

Today happens to be first day back to school from Christmas break. If I'm being honest, I'm not looking forward to coming back. Although, I don't think many people are too fond of coming back from being in warm blankets and watching Netflix all day. For sure I can't be the only one disappointed.

No more staying in bed and watching Vampire Diaries and Gossip Girl all day..

I try to hold myself together at the thought of no more Damon Salvatore & Chuck Bass and not let my tears flow out. I let out another sigh, knowing I have to get ready for the day. I grumble as I roll over. I flop off my bed and catch myself on the floor with my hands. I sigh standing upright.

If you're wondering, my name is Steffani, Steffani Spring. Weird last name? Yeah I know, I get that a lot, but sadly I can't choose what my last name is otherwise I'd change it. I'm not old enough to yet, which sucks because my name's the laughing stock of the school. I get it, Spring, yes it's hilarious isn't it? I'm just so amused.

I glance around the room, trying to gather my sleepy thoughts together. I need to get ready. I lick my lips as I walk towards my desk, nearly stumbling onto my black plush carpet. I turn on my lamp in the corner of the desk, lightening up the dark room immediately. I hiss covering my eyes. Ew, light. I let out another grumble as I bring my hands down, trying to let my eyes get used to the sudden bright light.

I slowly breathe out as realization hits me like a truck. School. I have school today. I have to go back to hell. I had a two week break- now I'm headed back. I bring my gaze to the floor, balling my hands into fists out of worry automatically. I try thinking positively about how the day will be, although I know it's not going to go well for me.

I try not to let them slip into my mind- my bullies. I try shaking the thought away that they'll most likely torture me today, like any other day they see me. It's always by these same ten boys, these inconsiderate, care free, sadly very attractive teenage boys. They've always hurt me with words and physically. I feel my knuckles turn white from the thought.

How could they do something so easily? How could they hurt someone so carelessly? Don't they ever realize how badly they've effected someone? How badly they've hurt someone? I swallow at the thought of the beatings. The reason why I still ache even when I just simply stretch. I shakily breathe out.