Smiles cover the truth

Part 5

Past

- A year and half ago -

Travor 

I started hating my life once high school started. Stress wasn't the only thing that would bother me, if anything it was the least thing that annoyed me. It was him. Ten.

He walks as if he's the king. People follow and talk to him like he is the king. They move out of he's way as if he was the king, but he wasn't. A king doesn't bully someone for no reason. No king does. From the best to the worst king do that .

Ten was no king, and would never be a king. 

"Hey midget," I heard  him yell at me. "Yo, Midget!!" he repeats he's voice getting louder. Forcing myself to turn around I see everyone looking at me and him. He gets closer to me, grabs my collar and pulls me up to he's face. He shows me the homework due yesterday "You piece of SHIT," he yells all the spit touching my face "You did the answers all WRONG!!" he waves the paper.

"No I di-"

"Yes you did!!" He yells throwing me to the ground. My backpack and utensils go rolling to the end of the commons. I try to reach them, but he puts he's foot on my back making me yell. "Pathetic," he yells as he throws a kick right at my side making me yell. 

Looking around to see If anyone will help, no one will. There faces are all in fear or in laughter joining him. Feeling my face turn red I push he's foot away as I get up pick up my bag running in to the hallway that takes you to the library.

"Yo mid-" I couldn't here the rest of he's words because I'm running. Running. Not stopping. I never knew I could run this fast. Then-

I fall back to the ground, my head first. "Ow," I rub my head as I look up. Nick. 

He was wearing a navy blue sweater and basic ripped jeans. He's hair so fluffy as he pulls he's headphones out. "Why are you running?" he's voice sounds calm. It's always sounds like that, even when we were kids.

"Nothin-"

"You're lying." he says as he looks behind me to the commons. "It's Ten isn't it." sighing I give up the lies "Yes," 

Shaking he's head Nick walks right in front of me. Grabbing the back of my head he pulls it close to my ear as he whispers "I would stand up to him now before it gets to serious.", Then he lets me go and continues walking. 

Leaving me alone in the hallway. 

Like he did in 8th grade.