𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐉𝐄𝐂𝐓 𝐁𝐀𝐁𝐘

Of course hes back

| Emma's POV |

I push my sunglasses further onto my face and confidently push through the main doors towards Ellie who watches me with a wide grin

"I missed you" she smiles and takes me into a small hug. I inform her about most of the things that happened, leaving out the Ethan Dolan part. "Incoming hotties" she hisses and I look up through my pointed and thin glasses to watch Diesel and the twins swagger in

"Oh please, their so fake, Barbie's jealous" I scoff back taking a cocky sip of my coffee and Ellie shoots me a glare. Now I understand what she means when she calls them that, suddenly it feels like a switch has been flipped.

I say goodbye to Ellie and head towards my class but I'm too busy swirling my coffee with the straw to notice I knock into someone and when I look up I see Ethan

"Watch where you're fucking going" he spits

"Why don't you, Dickhead"

"Watch what you fucking say, freak" he growls back and I laugh sarcastically which I can tell scares him, that's funny and a good feeling if satisfaction runs through my veins

"Sweetie if you're gonna be two faced, at least make one of them good-looking" I smile slamming my shoulder into his body using all my strength to push him backwards and allow me to strut past him.

It feels good to have a purpose again. Im not confused, I know that it's time to go back to what we had been. It's relieving but also kind of saddening.

-

"What's up with all the dudes staring at you?" Ellie asks chewing down on her gum at the cafeteria table

"Did you bang them all on the trip?" Hannah giggles with an arm nudge and bite down on my lip and throw her a playful shrug as if to leave her wondering whether I was actually joking or not

"Plot twist, she banged me" James smirks sliding his tray onto the table, taking a seat next to me

"No way! I didn't know you had a dick!" Hannah squeals and we all break out into laughter including James. Everything was starting to feel normal and free spirited- that was until there's a tap on my shoulder

"URGH" shouts a girly voice and I spin to see Olivia with her arms crossed and a very pissy face expression "I told you tO STAY AWAY FROM HIM" she cries in a high pitched voice shaking her hands like i was an actual cockroach

"Get out my face" I hiss standing up to her exact height, including her high heels in the situation.

WHO THE HELL WEARS HEELS TO SCHOOL?

"I TOLD YOU TO STAY AWAY FROM HIM AND NOW SUDDENLY YOU TWO ARE FROLICKING IN A FUCKING POOL" she shouts and it's actually pathetic

"I. FUCKING. DROWNED. OLIVIA" I scream back in disbelief "IT WASN'T EXACTLY FUN"

The whole cafeteria is silent, I don't know why suddenly my life is becoming so drama filled but I'm starting to get tired of it.

"You're lying - slut!" She yells but I'm actually bored of her so while she carries on shouting insults I calmly begin to walk out of the cafeteria with her still trying to follow behind me.

Sure enough I loose her after no retaliation and after everything I decide to head to the gym to let out some steam.

Somehow even though I've always been popular at school for the ongoing arguments, I hadn't been this well known throughout my year as much as I had become this past semester.

I change into some leggings and a sports bra and head towards the mats that luckily were already set out

"Stressed?" Asks Miss Curry my sport coach as I sit fully folded over to stretch to touch my own toes

"You have no idea" I respond and she laughs. She's the cheerleading coach and she knows that I've previously been in teams so I know that my place is secured, she's also really nice and easy to have a conversation with.

"Maybe try shuttle runs" she advises before disappearing from the hall.

I. Hate. Shuttle. Runs.

Nevertheless I play the dreaded CD and begin to sprint from one side of the room to the other trying to keep ahead of the bleep which gradually catches up to me.

Remind me why I'm doing this again?

Very quickly the beeping catches up with me and it's probably the worst I've ever done. I let out an angry growl.

Why am I so off of my game?

I don't know.

No, I do know.

Ethan.

After another growl I attempt a back handspring and land it quite wobbly, which is actually pathetic compared to what I used to be able to do. I try again and after the third time I land it perfectly.

"When you said you were a cheerleader you really weren't bluffing" calls an echoing voice through the hall and I look up from my toes to see Ethan

"What-" I pant still out of breath "- are you doing?"

"The bleeping gave me war flashbacks so I came to see who the victim was" he responds as I make my way towards him, only because my towel is laid by his feet

"You're lying, Dolan" I say bluntly and he smiles

"I saw the whole thing with Olivia and I was surprised you didn't swing for round two" he chuckles thinking back to me hitting Nate on the bus

"Why do you care?" I ask still out of breath

"Why'd you punch Nate?" He responds with another question which is irritating

"He tried choking me?" I say utterly confused on what he was implying. I try to walk away but his large hand grips onto my arm and pulls me back

"Here" he passes me a water bottle and I look at it wondering whether it was spiked or poisoned. I still happily take it and chug down most of it as he watches in anticipation, I still don't know what for.

Then he grabs my wrists and dominantly turns me so my back is pressed against the hall wall and my arms are pinned above my head with his chest applying pressure on mine

"You know I hate you, right?" He asks with a twitching smirk

"I fucking hate you, Dolan" I spit trying to wriggle free but he brings his mouth to my ear and I tremble just from his hot breath

"Then how come I can make you do that" he chuckles

"And how come I can make YOU do THAT" I smirk back allowing my eyes to trail down to his crotch which was rubbing against against my leg.

He lets me go frantically and before he has any time to say anything else I rush towards the exit of the hall

"Thanks for the drink" I cockily call back.

This is a whole new level of bullying and for some reason I'm fucking down,

Emma 1, Ethan 0.