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When did it start? When he came probably. We were in third grade. He was the new kid and I was the shy girl in the back of the class. He had this stutter that I found beyond adorable. I remember how sad I had been when I found out he didn't like many people.

But that never stopped me from trying. Almost every day I had tried to become friends with him, and almost every day he denied me. It was 6th grade when I stopped trying. I always watched him though. I know it sounds creepy but it wasn't like that. 

That how I was with everyone. I just observed. It was interesting. Watching him actually socialize. He had become friends with a few others. They were Ink, Goth, Pallet and Dream.

I was friends with them as well. But Error still wouldn't be friends with me. I decided to cut all ties with him. It hurt to remember that I couldn't be friends with him.  I mean I did have a crush on him. So that was probably why it hurt so much.

I remember how determined I was heading home. I kept thinking to myself that I would finally forget about him. Until I saw him getting bullied. I watched some of the older kids push him around. I was hesitant before deciding to go help him.

Only for them to stop and push him away. He gathered his things and started heading towards the direction I was heading. He bumped into me and growled.

"Get outta my way rat." I flinched at the name but continued walking, muttering a small apology.

I stopped in front of the older kids.

"What do you want?" the oldest asked.

"You should leave him alone. It isn't nice." I said, my voice shaking. They all laughed. Like they had just heard the funniest joke in the world. After they had calmed down they looked back at me.

"But then we wouldn't have anyone to play with." the older one said again. I had assumed he always did the talking.

"Then use me. Bully me but...leave him alone." I said. Looking them in the eyes. They all looked shocked for a moment before laughing.

"Alright...Fine. We'll leave your 'boyfriend' alone. But now we get to play with you." they said, smiling maliciously. I yelped as they started beating me. And that's how it went.

*Time skip to Sophomore year (10th grade)*

I groaned as they shoved me against the wall, laughing and walking away. This has been happening since 6th grade. 4 years of constant harrasement for a guy who would never notice me.

Error didn't know what I had to put up with for him. I didn't want him to know. I pushed myself up to my feet and gathered my books, sprinting off towards the library.

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I slipped into the library and walked to the counter. Goth was putting a book away. Well trying, Pallet was hugging him from behind. I dropped my things on the counter and sat on a cart.

"Oh! Hey (Y/n)!" Pallet said excitedly. I smiled tiredly and waved.

"What's wrong?" Goth asked.

"Nothing." I said yawning. They both stopped and looked at me. I knew the look well. It was the look they gave me whenever I was lying.

"Really! It's nothing." I reassured them. That's when Pallet noticed my arm.

"You're bleeding!" he cried, literally jumping over the counter. He grabbed my arm and pulled my sleeve up.

There was a cut that went from the middle of my arm to my wrist. They must have cut me and I didn't notice.

"What happened?!" Goth asked, grabbing the first aid kit. I quickly looked around, trying to come up with an excuse.

"I...uh...tripped. You know how clumsy I am." I said, chuckling.

"You aren't that clumsy." Pallet said, dabbing the blood off my arm. I sighed as they continued to patch up my wound.

"Really (Y/n). What happened?" Goth asked, wrapping my arm. I sighed.

"It was them again." I muttered, pulling my sleeve down. Goth sighed while pallet growled.

"Ill get them for this!" he cried, storming to the door.

"Pallet No!" Goth cried, racing after him. I sighed as they left the room. I hopped off the counter and grabbed my bag, packing everything up I decided to head home.

I jotted down a note and left it on the counter before heading home.

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I groaned as my alarm went off. I sat up and noticed the time. It was 7:02!  I  jumped up and rushed to get ready.

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I made it on time. I raced into the doors and down the hall. As I turned the corner I ran into someone.

"Watch it rat!" the person cried. The person was all too familiar. It was Error. I felt something wet start to drip down my arm. I looked and saw blood. I must not have wrapped it enough. I pulled my arm to my chest and bolted down the hall.

I felt Errors eyes on me as I ran.

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I sighed, slamming my locker door. I was one of the last people here. I turned to leave when someone shoved me into a locker. It was the normal group.

"Look who's here." they said laughing. I looked down, praying for this to finish. In a matter of seconds my books were thrown to the ground. The harassed me for a while. Pushing, kicking, slapping. Everything. It hurt. I felt the cut on my arm open again.

After a while of beating me they left, but not before throwing me towards a table. I felt my head hit the corner of the table. I fell to the ground clutching my head.

I felt my hands become soaked in something. I didn't even have to move my hands to know I was bleeding.

I sat there for a while, waiting for the pain to die down a little.

There will be a part two because I don't know how to make smaller stories!!