Is It?

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'todays the day...' I sit up pulling my black blanket off of my head I stare at my phone it was on the other side of the room. Standing up I gulp hard and slide my 'I ♥️ NAPS' slippers onto my cold feet. I felt dread wash over my body as I stared at the phones alarm, it was playing I'm sleeping by Markiplier, closing my eyes I carefully slide the alarm to dismiss it. Clearing my throat and opening my eyes back up I unplug my phone. I check the time, 'okay it's only 5:30.' I think to myself as I pull out my outfit I picked out a week in advance, after much consideration after all I have to look my best for my first day back... 'Right back to where I was before where I was bullied everyday where I was belittled and told to kill myself.' "stop Haylee thats not gonna happen anymore we're stronger than we were before if they try anything I'll tell them to screw off!" I say giving myself a pep talk in my bathroom mirror. I stand on the edge of the tub giving myself a once over looking at my white flowered skull top and matching leggings. I pulled up my nice black leather boots, I then made sure to brush my teeth. Pulling down my mint julep scrub and face scrubber. After scrubbing my face I put everything back in its place I check the time what how is it already 6:40!? I grab my green hundred acres manor hoodie and throw it over my head. Not stopping for breakfast my mother makes sure to watch me walk to my bus stop at the end of our road almost on the highway. I sighs and pull my hoodie closer to my body I had a Harry Potter bag on my shoulder and waited for the bus. I stood as the wind whipped my hair around and into my face 'jesus it's cold as balls out here!' I watched as my supposed to be bus passed me up and kept going I walked back into the house and woke my gram up so that she could drive me into school. As we were on our way I guess I just had a look on my face because my gram asked me what was wrong. I sigh "what if I don't make any friends or all of my old friends don't remember or want me back or worse if I get bullied..." I had tears starting to well in my eyes. We pulled into the school and she gave me a quick hug and told me everything would be fine but to hurry and get inside as to not hold the other cars up. I quickly thank her and continue inside not sure of where to go. Upon getting my schedule and seeing some old friends who were excited to have me back my anxiety slowly went away and I sat in front next to a girl with pastel pink hair. In my first class it was quite boring and I had absolutely no idea what I was doing my brain was so scrambled and I didn't know how to feel I wanted to cry and scream but at the same time didn't want to be that weak. I was suddenly pulled from my thoughts as the phone rang and the teacher told a kid named Josh to take me to the office. My heart raced it felt like it was going to burst my class suddenly got quiet and stared at me murmuring soft things to one another and snickering. I saw the kid walk up to me as my head spun and my legs felt like they were going to give out. We grabbed our pass and walked out of class we took our time walking to the office and talked about anything but the inevitable and by that I mean what I did wrong... I couldn't focus on anything but this boy in the moment he made me open up and he looked so tough but was super sweet on the inside I'm sure of it. 'no you can't Haylee you just met him and you just got out of a relationship yesterday don't you dare start developing feelings for this super cute boy!' I mentally scolded myself glad he couldn't read my thoughts. We finally made it to the office after what couldn't have been more than 5 minutes maximum although it felt like forever. After finding out that it was just my school case worker for my iep who wanted to talk to me and calming down I went back to class. The rest of the day went by in a flash meeting some new and some old people. Soon enough it was the end of the day and my gram was picking me up I was excited to go home and tell everyone that my first day was amazing! But for some reason I couldn't stop thinking of that boy the way he got defensive over me being bullied before even though we just met or did we...?