When The Bell Rings

Running Away from Problems

My first day at my new school was expected by my mother to be fantastic but it was more quite than anything. People stared at me. Was it because of my fading blue and purple bangs? I walked into the bathroom. The bathroom was shitty but what public school bathroom isn't. I opened a stall. The lock was broken. I turned to another. The door wasn't even on. I finally found a functioning one and took care of my business. I walked out of the stall and headed over to the fake marble sink. I turned the knob and rinsed my hands and reached for the soap dispenser but it was empty. I ended up washing my hands with just freezing cold water. I walked out and there I saw two guys. one was tan and buff and the other was buff but not as tan. They stood over me like giants. Being 5"4 was sure great. "Couldn't use a urinal pretty boy?" I shrugged. 'Watching me use the bathroom quite creepy." They're faces grew red with anger and I budged into between them and walked to class until they began to chase me. Shit. I ran into the girls' bathroom and made the shush motion to the girls in there. "I'm gonna get you pretty boy!" I sighed. "Sorry ladies just having a wonderful first day." I apologized. I left and walked to my class. "Sorry got lost." I lied to the teacher. The teacher ignored me and I just sat in the only empty seat that was luckily in the very back. It was great until I saw the buff tan guy death staring me from his seat which was right in front of me. I was a little excited being chased sure was something. The bell finally rung and I exited the classroom until being yanked back in. I was pinned to the door by the tan guy. The teacher already left so there was no sue in calling for help. My cheeks and my lips puffed up as they were being squished together from his tight grip on my mouth. I kicked him in the knee hard sending him back a few feet. I reached for the doorknob nd opened it but the door slammed shut. A new guy stood. He had black ruffled hair and saggy jeans. He noticed the guy still recovering from my kick. I was pinned to the wall this time. I could feel his knee under my crouch. My wrists were being held up and I cloud feel his hand under my shirt. My legs were shaky and I tried to move but his strong grip and weight wouldn't even let me squirm. He began kissing my neck and his hand wandered into my mouth. I bit down hard which made him go back a few feet. He looked at his bloody hands until looking back up at me. He was mad and his expression actually made me scared. He swung at me but I dropped to the floor and scooted back and ran out the classroom.

Ayyy so uh yeah here is this random idea I had and decided to write it out so yeahhhh

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