Someone to Remember~ A Tom Daley Story *ON HOLD*

Chapter 2~ It Hurts You know

Sorry for such a long time between posting parts guys!! But here is Chapter 2 finally!!!! Lets throw a party!! Lol this one took up like 5 pages in my notebook!! So fianlly a long chapter kinda!!! Well anyways ill shut up so you can read!! Oh i really like the song on the side! Give it a listen would ya?

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“Tom! Get up you slept in! We have school!” you called from downstairs. School. The place I hate the most. You have no idea how much id rather stay at home curled up in my bed. A lot of people say that though, right? Well, I have a good reason for it.

“Your mom let me in, let’s go!” your yelling now. “Okay, coming!” I yell out and quickly get into my uniform. Khakis and a navy top with our schools logo on the left chest. I brush my teeth quickly, grab my satchel and run downstairs.

“Hey, I didn’t eat breakfast” I say slightly put of breath. “Don’t worry, I brought us bagels to eat on the bus ride” you reply. “Okay, my favorite?” I ask with a smirk. “Egg everything with butter!” you say with a smile. “You know me so well” I laugh and pull you into a quick hug and we start walking to the bus stop at the corner of our street. You live a few houses down from me so, every day we walk to the bus stop together.

The bus comes in five minutes from the time we get to the bus stop. We go onto the bus. You got to our seat but I’m stopped by Zeke Brooks. Zeke is the head bully in our school. And I’m his number one target.

“Where do you think you’re going pretty boy?” It’s true. I am a pretty and preppy boy. Well at least I think I am compared to his smelly, ugly ass. Anyone is good looking compared to Zeke. Even a hairless cat is fucking sexy compared to him! Any who, you get the point, he’s horrible.

“I was about to go sit with Michelle but, it seems I’ve been stopped by a large dumpster” I reply with a smirk and roll my eyes. It’s true he is a lard and he smells like he swam in a pool of garbage. “Why would Michelle want to sit with a fag like you? And what the hell is this?! A purse?” Zeke takes my satchel and tosses it back. “First off, he’s not a fag. Second, what nerves you have to throw my best friends SATCHEL anyways?! And yes it’s a satchel not a purse!” you appear from behind him with my satchel in your hand and an angry expression on your face. You’ve heard enough of him. You shove passed Zeke and handed me my satchel and grabbed my hand. You turned to Zeke and said “Now if you’ll excuse us, we would like to go sit in our seats”. We walk past a stunned Zeke and head to our seats at the back of the bus. As we are walking we hear Zeke say “having your little girlfriend fight your battles for you, homo? What are you going to do when she’s not there for you?” We keep walking “Ignore the twat. He has nothing nice to say” you whisper to me and we sit down. But the truth is, I can’t ignore him. I deal with him every day and it really hurts. It really does.

The bus ride felt longer than usual today. I mostly just looked out the window. I lost my appetite from the whole scene with Zeke so I thought I could eat my bagel for lunch. You were okay with that because you know how I’m feeling.

The bus finally arrived at our school, Plymouth High School. How original huh? We got off the bus together then, we went to our lockers. They are kind of close because, you know; your last name is Clark and mines Daley. This also means Zekes locker is sort of close to ours, Zeke Brooks. Also, one of Zekes best bud Andrews’s locker is right next to mine. Dalton. Of course.

I sigh as I turn the dial and open my lock. “Sup, homo?” Andrew says approaching his locker. I shake my head and mumble to myself “That’s kind of getting old now”. I grab the books I need and place them in my satchel. “What was that? Sorry queer, I didn’t catch that, repeat it” Andrew says looking down at me. It’s not that he’s taller than me, because he’s not, it’s because I’m kneeling on the ground getting my books.

“It's nothing Andrew” I say closing my locker and walking away. Of course, he catches up to me and shoves me to the ground. “No, if I’m not mistaken, you said something” he says looking down at me. I’m lying helplessly on the floor. Where’s a teacher when you need one. “Why are you making such a big deal over something I mumbled?” Big mistake to say. Andrew kicks me in my side and I curl in to a ball. Ouch that hurt like shit! My vision begins to become blurry from the tears starting to form in my eyes, but from the blur I can see Zekes figure approaching. “Fag” he says looking down at me then walks away laughing with Andrew.

The funny thing is I’m not gay, and I know that for a fact because I like girls. “They have no right to bully you for doing what you love” you say as you sit next to me on the ground. I’m still in pain. You pat your lap and offer me to rest my head on it and I gladly accept it. I place my head in your lap and cry. Scratch that I’m not crying, I’m bawling! It’s not because of the pain, well maybe part of it is, but it’s mostly what they say to me. Do they not understand it hurts? They wouldn’t like being called gay and shit. I’m just really sensitive over this type of stuff. I used to never be bullied then middle school came and that all changed. People got so mean. “Shhh, it’s alright Tom, there gone” you say while stroking my hair.

Michelle’s P.O.V

“Shhh, it’s alright Tom, there gone” I say stroking your hair. Your sniffle and become quiet. We stay quiet and I just play with your hair. After a few minutes of this, you rub your eyes and get up and grab your satchel. Your eyes are red and puffy but it’s from all the crying so it’s okay. “Shall we go to class?” you ask with a shaky breath. “Of course Tom” I pull you into a bear hug for a few seconds then make our way to Italian speaking class. Thank god no bullies are in here. They’re too dumb for Italian. I hate seeing you upset though. I really do.

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WOW!!! Finally its Michelles P.O.V!!! Haha so did you like it? Comment,Vote, like IDC! Do what you want!!! Love you all!!

-Kayla :)