𝐁𝐑𝐎𝐊𝐄𝐍 𝐆𝐋𝐀𝐒𝐒

CH1- YOU GOT TWO BLACK EYES

⚠WARNING⚠: Mentions of swearing
(F/CL)= Favourite class
(F/N)= Friend's name.
(Don't you dare say you have no friends. I will be your friend. My name is Dana, I have brown hair and hazel eyes)
(F/H/C)= Friend's Hair Colour
(F/E/C)= Friend's Eye Colour
(BTW your friend is going to be a girl for story purposes)

High school. A hellhole for (Y/N). People most often don't like school because they have to wake up early. Not (Y/N). She loved being taught new things even if it meant to wake up early. She especially loved her (F/CL) and (F/CL) classes. It was a hellhole because of all the abuse she got there. When someone says abuse, the first thing that comes to mind is physical abuse because, it's the most reported case. Nobody really thinks emotional abuse. Though, in (Y/N)'s case she had both, physical and emotional.

The walk to first period was longer than usual. Especially since the cheerleaders were waiting for her. Every morning they were waiting. Like lions waiting for the right moment to attack their prey. Waiting patiently yet in a way, impatient. Still, (Y/N) looked for a way to avoid them even if every other attempt at this had failed. This time she had a plan. She would try to sneak into a classroom through the window.

Arriving at school, she started to walk to the window. Except someone spotted her. It was Oscar. The loud mouth. He couldn't keep his mouth shut even if it would save his life. "Hey look! It's (Y/N)!" Closing her eyes and sighing in annoyance, (Y/N) started to run to the back of the school. But so did the cheerleaders, except they were running towards her.

"You think you can run from us, bitch?" One of the cheerleaders, Layla, yelled out. She was the leader of the cheer team so, naturally, everyone followed her orders. All the other girls started yelling profanities at (Y/N) too. Thankfully, (Y/N) had arrived at the window. But it was locked. Damn it. Why the hell is it locked? She thought. She started banging on the window since the cheerleaders we're pretty slow running in their bitchy heels. Suddenly, someone opened the window. (Y/N) quickly climbed inside, the cheerleaders being only a few feet behind. The mysterious figure quickly closed the window and locked it again. Now that (Y/N) had time to think and somewhat catch her breath, she noticed that she hadn't even thanked the person for letting her in.

"Thank you, " She panted.

"No worries! You seemed to need help!" A cheery voice said. Now that (Y/N) had caught her breath, she took a look at her saviour. The person had (F/H/C) hair and (F/E/C) eyes.
"Uh, yeah I did. Um, my names (Y/N). What's yours?"
"My name is (F/N)! I'm in your math class."
"Oh yeah. I remember you!" Although (Y/N) didn't remember her, she still said that. She had learned to lie to people just to please them. They liked that, not the lying part, but being pleased even if they didn't know it was on purpose.

(F/N) looked at her phone and widened her eyes, "Gosh, we only have 2 minutes until the bell rings!" She yanked (Y/N)'s arm and pulled her in the direction of their math class. "Also, you have two black eyes. Why's that?"
My mother and her asshole of a boyfriend beat me, "No reason. I must've punched myself in my sleep." (Y/N) chucked nervously, "Always have to be alert you know."
"Ha, yeah" As (F/N) said that she gave a half smile and gave an uncertain laugh, furrowing her eyebrows.

Looking at her phone again she spoke again, "Let's hurry to class. We have about half a minute!"

Please point out any mistakes!
Have a great day! ❤
-Dana