Bad Behavior

First day of tradgity

(y/n) POV:
I woke up to the sound of the alarm on my phone urging me to get up for school. I pressed the snooze button laying there when my mom entered the room. "Happy birthday baby and happy first day of your senior year." She said kissing my forehead . "Mom do I really have to go today?" "Yes, your not starting your last year by not showing up." "Fine." I sighed entering our bathroom in our small apartment.
It wasn't to bad we had a small kitchen with a table for four, a small living room that fits a couch, small coffee table, and television stand with shelves on the side filled with pictures of my mom and I and little decorative ornaments and the small television placed in the center. There was a hallway that wasn't really considered one because it was only 4 steps long, attached to it was our small bathroom. My room being next door to it and across from mine was my mother's. Across the bathroom was a small supply closet filled with cleaning supplies, toiletries, and towels.
I began brushing my teeth when my mother from the kitchen told me "Oh and dress nice today. I would wear that blouse your grandma got you for Christmas." "Why?" I asked peeking my head out the door towards the corner so I could see my mom clearly. "My boss wants to come over for dinner to talk about transferring me to a different building to be closer to you so I'm not coming home late. I mentioned that it was going to be your birthday today so he promised to keep it short, but I insisted he'd bring his family. His son goes to your school, so maybe this is your chance to make a friend to finish off the year." She smiled. "Mom the Sangsters? Why? This is going to be so embarrassing." She sighed at my comment. "(Y/n). They understand our situation and they are delighted to come. Just suck it up tonight and I promise I'll make it up to you tomorrow." I began getting dressed and brushing my hair. "Fine." I replied. "Have a great day. I love you." She said to me. "Bye, I love you too." I said closing the door walking to school.
When I arrived at the tall building of hell, I held my breath hoping I got here before Thomas and his friends did. Thomas is the son of my mother's boss. His family owns a cologne company called S&C making them really wealthy. He's known as the schools bad boy, always getting away with causing trouble and getting what he wants when he wants it. Guys want to be him and girls want him. He has even had sex with almost all the girls at school. What he's most famously known for though is being my tormentor. The guy has bullied me sense 7th grade when he moved here from the UK and only worsened when we became older. I opened the door to enter the building and just as I did a bunch of water poured all over me getting me soaked. I cringed at the laughter from the other students in the hallway and looked up to see the devil himself smirking. "Looks like someone wore the wrong clothes today." He laughed looking at his friends towards my chest. I just had to listen to my mom and wear a white blouse today. Everyone could see my bra, the shirt sticking to me, and the water made me shiver. I quickly covered my top half with my arms. "Damn (y/n) who knew your tits were huge! Those gotta be triple Ds but wait... one side is bigger than the other!" Dylan his best friend shouted as I ran towards the bathroom trying to ignore the laughter. When a I entered the bathroom I took my blouse off and tried to dry it under the hand dryer. That's when the bell rang. There was no way I could get this dry in 3 minutes. I put it on still soaked through and went to the office digging through the lost and found and boy what a I found would barely cover my bust. It was a small V neck top. Dylan was right, I did have big breasts, so trying to put this thing on was a huge challenge and when I did my boobs practically popped out.
I entered my first hour a little late and automatically a bunch of guys started whistling. "Ms (y/l/n), and I thought I would be lucky to have you in my class. I'll excuse you this time, but I'm giving you a warning about that shirt. You know the dress code." "Yes, Sorry Mr Smith I had an accident this morning." "Yeah, she wet herself." Thomas said making the class laugh, sitting at the back of the class. "Alright that's enough. (Y/n) go take a seat." I nodded slowly walking to an empty seat diagonally in front of Thomas. During the lecture he shifted forward and whispered in my ear "Can't wait to come to yours tonight. I've always wondered what a small flat looks like on the inside. Oh, and please do wear that shirt it emphasizes how weird your tits look. Now I finally have a mental image to go to for when I don't want to jerk off in the morning." I rolled my eyes shifting my seat turning my attention back to the lecture.
By third period my blouse finally dried and I put it on. The day went by pretty fast and before I knew it the final bell rang. Despite being able to go home I dreaded Thomas coming over.
I arrived home and began doing a few assignments at my small desk in my room. "Sweetie, come help me set the table before the Sangsters get here. We'll only need one extra chair. I guess Mr Sangsters daughter is out of the states." I nodded my head bringing my desk chair and setting it on the left side by the other chair. I then helped setting the table. Mom had made spaghetti because it was cheep, easy, and could feed all of us, and a bowl of salad. She also got out a pitcher of Tea and a small birthday cake she made with my name on it and the words happy birthday. I smiled at the small cake knowing she did her best to fit it in our budget. "Thank you mom." She smiled back "Anything for my little girl, though I may need to stop calling you that." I laughed a little when we heard a knock at the door. "Hello, come it dinner just finished." My mother smiled welcoming them in. I shook Mr and Mrs Sangsters hand hoping to avoid Thomas. "You must be (y/n)." Thomas' father said to me. "Yes it's nice to meet you sir." "Your mother told me it was your birthday" he said handing me a small present. "Thank you so much." "Of course, our son picked it out." Mrs Sangster replied as they went to sit at the table. "I'm sure you'll like it." Thomas said smirking at me purposely bumping into me as he walked to sit in the seat next to my desk chair where I was to be seated. I sat down and we began serving ourselves, our parents business conversation starting and I immediately began tuning them out until I heard my mom laugh. "Oh my, I suppose it's time for cake." She said catching her breath and grabbing the small cake. "As much as that cake looks good I don't think I could have another bite of anything. The dinner was very good." Mrs Sangster said "I'd have to agree with my wife on this one." My mom thanked them and looked at Thomas and I. "Dear why don't you take Thomas to your room and open the present they gave you, we have more business to discuss." I nodded swallowing the dreaded lump in my throat leading him to my room and closing the door. "The spaghetti was great. You could definitely taste the cheep sauce used." I scoffed "Well excuse me if my daddy can't afford the entire city." "Technically half, but trash like you would never understand." He said sitting on my bed and then continued "Are you going to open it or not?" I opened the gift taking out the paper. It was birth control with a card saying 'So your mom doesn't make the same mistake twice.' This wouldn't have hurt as much if it weren't for the fact that I was a mistake. When my mom found out she accidentally got pregnant he kicked her out of his house when he couldn't force her to abort me. When I was 8 he came back and pretended to want to be apart of my life for a while. Then he took all our money and we were evicted. My mother called me a mistake that night and never really apologized for it. Sometimes she still does when things get bad. I understand that she's just stressed but it still hurts. I tried not to let a tear escape biting my lip. "Last thing we need is more of you running around here." I didn't say anything to him and he smiled knowing he got to me. His parents called for him and I put on a fake smile waving them goodbye.