Only when I need to be

3: It can't be....

Hey guys real world Wolf here. I am Wolf, SkyethegirlTV is Skye my real life bestfriend, DarkLinkFangirl69 is my other bestfriend Jordan. This isn't really a Doctor Who fanfic but I will give Rose her qualitys b/c I just adore her.

Skye's POV

Skye was walking to her Youtubing class. She had always gone to that class every year, and every year she got picked on because she hung out with a suicidal Brit in leather. But she mostly got picked on because she never showed up in her videos. She always blacked herself out and modified her voice.

No one ever stuck up for her, but she never told Jordan or Wolf. She had to be the strong one. She could already hear the whispers.

Oh my god there she is.
Does she even do the videos or does she pay someone to do it?
God do you think she is suicidal to?
She is such a fucking poser.
I HATE her!

No one was stopping it....and it was all getting louder. Skye sat down, she pulled out her phone to pass the time. She had subscribed to all of the best youtubers. Well in her eyes anyway.

Pewdiepie
CinnamonToastKen
Markiplier
Minx
Cry
Smosh
Dan and Phil
Tobuscus
Etc.

Her all time favorite was Dan and Phil....maybe just Dan. But no me needed to know that. She had brought her llama hat out and put it on. Determined to ignore the people speaking about her. She had watched about three videos when her phone was snatched out of her hand.
(Bully Skye Hero)
Would you look at this. Someone is trying to be cool.
Can I please have that back...before I crack and slap a bitch.
I don't think so baby. How about we talk about it behind the gym.
Oh gross you perverted asshole.
Fine how about those sweet things of ass you hang with?
You leave Jordan and Wolf out of this or I will kill you.
Fine then just pay up and they can stay out of this.

The boy who grabbed her phone was a kid Skye had seen so many times. His name was Casey Andrews, and he was just gross. He was always trying to get into someone's pants. Apparently Skye as someone enough for him to try. He had reached across the desk and stroked her face. She could just smell the weed and he leaned in close to her face.
Come on bay let's get out of here. We need to talk.
His hand went from her face to her waist in about three seconds. He was squeezing hard enough it was going to leave marks.
GET OFF, GET OFF OF ME
She could hear the whispers again.
What a slut!
Do you think she is a virgin?
Is she dating Jordan?
What about Wolf?