Today has been a long day. Why? Cause Jessica wasn't here today and I got bullied non-stop.
*Flashback*
"Hey everyone! We have a whore alert!" I heard one of the football player say as I walked in the hallway. I walked faster and held my books and lunch money closer to my chest. I ignored the comment and sped walked all the way to my locker. I was very close to my locker until someone pulled on my bag. I fell to the ground and looked up to see who pulled my bag. It was my crush, Michael. Another football player.
"What's up bitch?" He asked me while I gather my books and lunch money from the ground. You might be like "Why do I like this asshole?" It's because he's actually smart and is HANDSOME!! Too bad he doesn't show it. He also has a girlfriend, or should I say girlfriends.
"Nothing." I replied coldly and got up.
"Prick." I mummered under my breath. It was true. I liked a Prick that picks on me almost everyday. He picked me up by my collar and held me up.
"Listen here, call me that one ome time and I'll beat you into a pulp." He threathed. I held my breath and said a quite
"Ok." He pushed me back to the ground. I gather my stuff and right when I was about to pick up my lunch money, he took it.
"Thanks for the money." He said before walking off the is group. I sighed and went into my Math class. I put my bag and one of the desk and grabbed out a chocolate bar I had incase if this happened. Witch it did.
"Here early again, miss (L/N)?" The math teacher, Mr. Lopez said.
"I'm sorry sir. Should I go?" I asked quietly.
"And get you hurt? No." He replied and put a stack of papers that were in his hands on his desk.
"Thank you sir." I said and took out my phone.
I put in my headphones and put on 'Dollhouse' by Melaine Martinez and got out my Social Studies homework that wasn't finshed. I stared to work and it and I didn't even know the bell ringed after 30 minutes. I knew when the class was starting to get filled with bodies. I took out my headphones, put my phone away, put my homework away, and got ready for class. Mr. Lopez started the lesson and half way through the lesson, I got a note form someone. It was probably from the whole class. When I opened it,it was form the whole class. Well, a good 96%
"Hey slut. How much do you charge for a blow job?" -Jason
"No wonder you aren't on the Cheerleader squad. You'll probably look up the girls skirt." -Chole
"Maybe she's a lesbain..." -Grace
"I still don't get why she's here. Nobody wants her. A useless piece of trash is just roaming the halls. We have to get here out of here." -Sam
"Damn. I really should slap her. She really gets on my neves." -Michel
"I still wonder how she is still alive." -Jackson.
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You Break Me (Markiplier x reader)
Fanfiction(Y/N) has life problems since she was 10. At 14 years old, her father dies and her mom is having trouble dealing with it. Until a few years, when (Y/N) is 16, her mom finds (Y/N) now boyfriend, Chris. Chris is abusive to (Y/N) but her mom doesn't no...
