preoccupied {on-going}

tried

She'd been fighting back the tears that are now ready to roll on her cheeks. She closed her eyes very tight and put her hands on her both ears. She doesn't want to hear the cuss of her name. She hates them but the only thing that she can do was to fight. Fight back the tears. That have been a routine for her. To show that it doesn't hurt. She believes that in some way those bullies may think she doesn't care and so they wouldn't tease her anymore. But ofcourse, it wasn't like that. As much as she fight the tears back from her eyes, the more they cuss her name with an 'idiot' word. The more they want to hurt her. But she does not let them win. Until the one she loves came joining the bullies 'Anaaaa, idiot.' He repeated it over and over again and that sunk on her mind. Even the one she loved could hurt her that way. She thought he was different from them. But that's what she thought;wrong. The tears that she had been figthing back came rolling on her cheeks. The bullies now win.