*WARNING: MATURE THEMES*
Coral was always a shy girl, especially since she stepped foot into high school. And you know what bullies love the best? The shy ones. Coral was a victim to constant bullying from three specific cheerleaders at Clearview Hi...
*TW (TRGGER WARNING): BULLYING INCOMING, REALLY NASTY THIS TIME, AND SEXUAL ABUSE*
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Coral's outfit of the day! (ignore the hair)
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Coral's P.O.V
It was now Friday. I had a good feeling about today. A really good feeling. I decided to match today because I knew it would draw more attention to Blair. She mentioned to me that she thought it looked sexy on a girl who was matching and was color coordinated.
Wait, when did this turn to all being about Blair? This was more than just about showing her what she missed out on. This was also about me. I have finally built up confidence in myself. No one can knock this girl down. Her confidence is sky rocketing.
As I was on my way this morning to meet up with Kayla by her locker like I usually do, I bumped into a really hectic and frantic Bethany, Vanessa and Sam from the softball team. They smiled and Bethany and Vanessa hugged me when they saw me. Sam was just staring at me, looking like she was close to losing her shit.
This was weird. The softball team doesn't usually come out until later where all the jocks would gradually walk through the halls high fiving incoming students that would die for them. Which was pretty much the whole school.
"Hey, guys? Is everything okay?" I asked them confused. They shook their heads aggressively.
"It's a few minutes before we usually walk down the halls and Blair, the leader, our best friend, is still not here!" Vanessa squealed almost. I looked at them like they were crazy. So what if Blair was a little late? When does a badass care about being on time to things?
"Guys, don't you think you're overreacting just a little bit?" I tried to not sound offensive. Sam started rubbing her forehead.
"No, take a look at this." Sam showed me a text message Blair sent to her.
Ride Or Die: i fucking hate life man.
"Okay, that's classic Blair. Look, when you scroll down she said see you tomorrow bro. I'm telling you she's just showing up a little late." I assured her. They all didn't look convinced.
"I don't know man. We were out smoking last night and she wasn't in a good state of mind. If she did something or something fucking happened to her, I would never forgive myself." Sam started freaking out and I took her shoulders and shook her aggressively. She stared into my eyes.
