[Zoe's POV]
I sat in a lonely dark room, until I heard many people shouting and yelling. I started to run the direction they also were. At the end of my path, I found Dylan standing by Logan. Logan was holding his face, siting on the ground.
I knew what had happened as soon as Logan looked up at me with his black eye.
The first thing I did, was grab Dylan, then I ran out the door. I was trying to make sure dylan remained safe.
Logan was a popular kid, and popular have many friends.
Never pick a fight with one on the populars or their fiends will come for you.
"WHAT WERE YOU THINKING DYLAN?!" I yelled when we were no where to be seen.
"I was thinking that he hurt you, so he deserved it!" Dylan yelled back.
I looked at him, trying to hold back tears, or maybe even anger.
"You're gonna get in trouble because of me, and its oy gonna be for nothing. They'll still make fun of me, they'll still always say I'm a no good child who's always in the way, and I bet you'll just end up like them!" I said calmly, until the end.
Dylan looked at me.
"I would never do that to you," he said looking at the ground.
"That's exactly what Logan said ya know?" I said, taking my turn at looking to the ground.
"Nice to meet you, my names Dylan, and trust me I'm not a total snob like that guy Logan," Dylan said, trying to cheer me up.
" I think you nay be crazy," I replied laughing at him.
He looked at the school, then I did.
"We should go back," Dylan said, then started walking.
I followed behind him. He had some gut.
Dylan went in the school, only a few moments before me. When we walked in, there was suddenly no ideas bot on us.
"Need something?" I decided to say, trying to carry on the courage.
They pointed to the nurses office.
"Well... You need to explain something to Logan," one of them finally said.
We meet Emma at the door, then walked in to find Logan waiting to us.
"You're finally here," he said looking at the floor.
"We're not the only ones who need to explain things I hope you know," Dylan said with his sassy tone.
"How are you Zoe," Logan asked me, completely ignoring Dylan.
"Not the problem here, ole friend," I said, giving him a look of disgrace.
He looked at Emma.
"So, the blonde ones wanting to know how I blocks her, the punchy boys wanting to know why I'm such a..that's a rude word, and little Zoe's wanting to know why I betrayed her." Logan said as he looked at all of us.
It was shocking that he knew what we wanted, but we all nodded.
"How'd you know?" Emma asked.
Logan pointed to his head.
"I think you already know," Logan replied.
Emma signed, then nodded.
"What's the matter with that?" Logan questioned Emma.
"It's just... I thought I was the only one like me," Emma said.
"The only monster?" Logan said, picking the wrong time to question.
Since I wasn't for sure if he knew about me and Dylan, I yelled," Emma isn't a monster!" Then ran out the door, to the forest. Emma, being the best sister ever, followed
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We're Not Monsters
Teen FictionA story written by a young child that has a lot of cringe.