Picture of Lucy
Edited 04/08/16
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I hated my new life so much, Frank has made everyone turn against me and now I'm being bullied endlessly. I waited for what felt like years in the school car park for my mum to pick me up, but she never came.
It was getting dark and I started freaking out. Where was she?! My mum was never late so this must be serious.
Beep beep
After hours, my mum finally showed, I picked my stuff up and walked towards our car- or at least that'd what I thought. When I got closer to the car, I realised it wasn't ours. The person in the car was staring at me, I could feel their eyes watching my every move. I turned around and began walking in the other direction.
"Emily" the person from the car shouted and beeped. The person in the car rolled the window down, "Lucy?" I said and made my way back towards the black car.
"What the hell Luce you nearly gave me a heart attack!" I yelled and Lucy laughed hysterically "you-your face!" she clutched her stomach and leaned her head against the wheel, "I-it was h-hil-hilarious!!!" I walked to her and muttered, "I thought you were a rapist" she laughed harder.
***10 minutes later***
Lucy was wiping the last few tear drops from her face, "you done?" I asked, clearly bored. "Yep" she said popping the 'p'.
"Why are you still at school?" Lucy asked me, completely forgetting about what just happened. "I'm waiting fot my mum to pick me up," I said, "what about you?" she groaned before saying, "I had detention for not paying attention in class."
Before I could say anything, I heard some people cheering and clapping, I turned to see Frank and some other guys all dressed in black.
"I gotta go." I said to Lucy, I ran and hid behind a random car in the car park so the guys couldn't see me. I quietly prayed for them to go away, their voices were getting closer and louder- suddenly the noise stopped. Complete silence. I thought they went so I got up to do my happy dance when someone shouted, "what the hell are you doing behind my car?!" I shot up and saw Frank.
"Er...erm...I-i...well..." I couldn't form a proper sentence out of fear, my legs were shaking and my palms were sweating. Frank came closer to me so we were just a few centimetres apart and said, "I asked you a question!" Me being stupid, remained silent. "ANSWER WHEN I'M TALKING TO YOU!!" He roared. I jumped and without thinking, I said, "stop yelling you freaking idiot!"
As soon as that left my mouth, I I felt like I was going to faint, my head was spinning and tears were threatening to spill. Frank pushed me and I fell on shattered pieces of glass. The tears I was trying to hold back left my eyes and I whispered, "I'm sorry, please leave me alone."
"No." was all he said before yanking me up by my hair and with his free hand he slapped me. I fell on to the floor screaming in pain, I just wished someone would come to my rescue. Frank came closer and grabbed my wrists so hard, I was sure that he'd leave a mark. I put my hand on top of his and tried to get out of his grip.
"P-please." I was shocked about what happened next, he pushed me onto the road and I saw a van driving really fast towards me. The last thing I heard was, "I hope you die bi***."

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