27 years prior

03

🎈Mavis pov🎈

I can't believe it's the last day of school, oh god I'm so excited I could punch someone in the face. I walked into school and sighed, I hated it here "please god don't make me sit with—"

"Hey freak!" I slowly turned around and saw Henry with his goons, even my cousin was laughing with him.

"What, Bowers?" I asked in annoyance as he came up and shoved me into the lockers, I grunted slightly as he put his forearm to my throat and snickered like the others did.

"You and Trashmouth look too much alike, it's disgusting...for a greasy little nobody you sure have the guts to be a prick towards me, you ferret." I was so confused, he complimented but insulted me...what is wrong with him?

"Um, are you losing your touch or something, Bowers?" I asked with a sly grin as he shoved me into the lockers again and I gagged slightly.

"Shut your trap, fag, you're lucky you're Hockstetter's cousin or I would've stabbed you right here, right now." He said through gritted teeth as he licked my cheek, I shut my eyes and kept myself from crying. I despised human contact.

"Oh, yeah? Touch me again and I'll fuck you up like I did last time." I shoved him off me and dusted myself off.

"Why you little—"

"Bowers! My office, now!" I smirked at him as he shoved me out the way and kept walking past me, I rolled my eyes and grabbed my bag off the floor before shoving past Patrick and Victor.

"Mav!" Patrick shouts but I flipped him off and kept walking to my PE lesson.

—

"Dodge ball! Get into your teams from last lesson and let's get started!" I roll my eyes as I went on the side my team was on last time. It was some of the infamous losers club and I saw Belch with Victor, they grinned at me and I glared at them as I put my foot on the wall behind me.

The whistle blew and I darted towards the red dodgeball and grabbed one, I hit Belch straight away before ducking down and then getting another ball. I tossed one towards Richie and he grabbed it.

"Take this you asshole!" He shouts and hit Victor right in the face, Victor growls as he threw his ball down and went to where the out section was and sulked as we kept playing.

—

"Get back here you fucking Squinty-eyed FAGGOT!" Henry was chasing me through the hallway as did the gang, I turned a corner and kept running until I ran right into Wheezy making him fall over and heave for air.

"Shit, I'm sorry." I helped the kid up and handed him his inhaler before turning around to look for Bowers, I saw Henry down the hallway, I started running again but I dragged the kid with me.

"What the fuck?!" He shouts as I picked up Wheezy and jumped down the stairs with Henry and his goons racing down them; Wheezy and I ran at a quicker pace, "you're gonna fuck up my asthma!" He shouts, I just grabbed him by his shirt again and picked him up bridal style so I could run faster than dragging him with me.

I ducked into a hallway and put down the kid, I covered his mouth as the gang ran past us, I let go of him and backed away "Sorry, they—" the kid took a puff of his inhaler and then did it again, I stared at him with my eyebrows knitted together.

Wheezy looked up at me after his breathing went back to normal, he looked pretty pissed off at me "—sorry, Wheezy, I had to get you out of there...
if Bowers saw you with me...he would've hurt you too." I panted slightly as I looked around before walking out of the small hiding place with the asthmatic kid behind me and we walked normally.