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I woke up got dressed for school and walked there. I walked in the hallway and walked to my locker getting my things and walked to my first period. Which was with the boys. I sat down and took out my notebooks and started doing some work. The bell rang for class to start and the boys walked in and sat down
Kairi-hey y/n
Y-hey Kai
Kairi-lets go she us d my nickname!!
Alejandro-where my hi🥺
Y-hi Ale
Ale-hi😁
Mattia-you guys are so cringey
Kairi-and that's on what?
Y-period!!
We were doing our work and we eventually finished the slides. All we needed was the poster
Kairi-who's house are we going to for the poster?
Y-we co-
Mattia-mine!
He said quickly
Y-or Mattia's house is fine
Ale-I'll bring the supplies then
We packed up and I left to the cafeteria going to the table with Dez and Troy and ale and kairi  followed me
Mattias Pov
I told me to come over to my house for the project just cause I don't wanna go anywhere and I wanted y/n in my room again. When we were packing up I noticed y/n left a notebook on the desk. I grabbed it and was going to give it back to her when I seen a picture fall out. I picked it up and seen a picture of all us. She still has this picture of us. I got noisy and opens the notebook seeing all the letters y/n wrote about us. About me. But one stood out to me the most. It was the most recent letter

Dear Mattia, 3/14/20
I'm not giving you this but I'm writing it because I feel the need to. I miss you Mattia Polibio. I miss how we used to hang out almost everyday of the year. How you always checked up on me when I looked upset. I miss how you were over protective over me. You were the best thing that ever happened to me when I went to the school. Even though you hate me I'll never hate you. How could I hate someone who meant so much to me. I L

She what? She loves me?! What other word starts with "L"?!
I have to know what she meant. I have to be friends with her again. It's just she means so much to me. Why did I ever let popularity get to me? It made me bully the one girl I love? The one girl who loved me when I was a Loser? She didn't care how I looked or if I was popular or not. She cared about me for me.

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