Chapter One

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"So Samantha why don't you sing to us? You'll be graded for this"
Uh really? I hate my chorus teacher, he randomly has us sing for a grade-.- who does that?
"Oh umm I guess. What do you want me to sing?" I question kindly
"Sing 'A la Nana Nita' please."
Gosh, he always sound so rude. What's his problem.
"Okay.."
Before I could start singing I hear a voice laughing. Of corse it's Dean Halloway and one of his friends Eric James . They just got switched into my 5 period choir, might I say this was suppose to be an ALL girls choir!
"Your gonna let her sing? BAHA. She probably sounds as ugly as she looks" him and his friend starts laughing. Two girls smile, I look at him and they stop. Those are the most fake at girls I've ever seen.-.-
"You two need to stop, You might be surprised. Samantha continue." My teacher says with a smile. Wow he's being nice..
"Okay.." I say hesitantly
" A la nana Nita nana na Nita Ella a la Nita Ella. Mi Jesus tense saeño bennito Ella. Frentenca que corre, Clara señora. "
As I'm singing I look over to Mathew and he looks in shock. I have to admit I'm a pretty good singer. Then as I finish the song everyone starts clapping. Even Eric, he stops once Dean gives him a nasty glare. Wow Dean you can't even let your friend clap for me? You really are an asshole.

After class

After I heard the bell ring I grab my stuff and try to get out before Dean could catch up. I start to walk behind the chorus building like usual and before I could get around the corner someone pushes me to the ground.

"What's the matter pig? Looks like you fell. Let me help you."

With that he starts kicking me in the stomach. I try not to cry. I don't want him to see me as a weak person. But my attempt at being strong fails terribly.. I could feel the tears running down my face. Next thing I know I saw a blurry figure flying towards my face. After that everything blacked out.

About an hour later

I wake up to find myself laying in the same place that I was tormented by that asshole. To fill you in on something's. It's my freshman year of high school at Iriton Bishshop privet school. The school year is almost over, in about a week. But since I started here I've never made any friends. I mean I talk to people but I don't really consider them friends. I'm just a loner and I guess that's how it should be. Dean and his friends decided to take advantage of this and in there spare time they like to bullied the fuck out of me.
Lovely right? No? Wow I thought so -.- NOT!

By the time I was able to pull my self up the bell to tell everyone that school was over rung. I just missed the whole entire day. Thanks Dean. Just thanks.

Since I live around the corner from the school I decided to walk home. As I'm walking past an alley, I'm pulled into it. I'm thrown to the ground. I look up and see Cameron And Eric.

"What do you guys want? All I want to do is go home. Dean isn't even here why bully me now? Don't you just do this as an act in front of him so he doesn't kick you out if his 'crew'?
"No bitch! We do this because it's quite amusing to see you squirm in pain and terror" Then after Cameron said that he kicked dirt up in my face.

Eric starts walking toward me slowly. At what looks like 6'6 ft tall, he's a pretty intimating guy. Considering I'm 5'2.
"While we're here we might as well have some fun. Cam go keep a look out for people." He orders.

Eric kept walking closer to me. Honestly he's scaring me, I have a feeling he's gonna do more then hit me..
"Eric w-what are you D-doing?"
"I'm gonna have some fun. Despite what I say, your pretty hot."
I could hear his voice deepen as he says that.
He unzips his pants and throws himself to the ground and lands on top of me.
I start to scream but I stop and start to cry as he punches me in the stomach.
"P-please don't, I'm.."
I'm cut off.
"Shh. Samantha if you say anything I'll hurt you. Well worse then it will already hurt." He says with a smirk.
I felt a pair of rough lips on my neck, he starts to put his hand in my shirt and I squirm. His grip tightens at my waist keeping me from moving.
I tried to move but I couldn't.
He moves his hands down to my pants, as he was trying to remove them I hear Dean's voice. That's the first time I'll ever be happy to hear him.

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