The Protection Program

"Here's the deal, you serve as our bodyguard; keep us from getting bullied, used as a personal cheat sheet, or our books from getting knocked down randomly, ya'know all that good stuff, and in return we keep your secret."

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Tharja Prentice, yes that was her name, they say she's almost like a ghost, pale skin, hard to notice when she enters the room, terrifying, quiet, unnatural, and you do NOT want to get on her bad side, they say no one who did lived to tell about it.

That's what they say anyway, but I know something they don't, I know the other side of her, I know what you see isn't always what you get, I know her, the girl behind the cold face, behind the wall she formed around herself.

People tend to judge others by the way they look, Prentice looks like a badass so they treat her like one, I look like a nerd, so they treat me like one, I suppose there's some truth to both, but I'm sick of the bullying, so I came to a natural conclusion, blackmail the schools badass social outcast into some protection services.

Seems logical enough, I guess I didn't really think it though, I didn't think about the fact that we could become friends and I didn't think about how her friendship could end up effecting me, about the consequences, we all make mistakes, but honestly if I could do it all over again, I wouldn't change a thing, I'm glad I got to know her and despite everything that happened I'm proud to be able to say Tharja Prentice was my best friend.