I walked in the glass doors, letting my skin feel the sharp, cold air. I reached into my pocket, coming into contact with my new, sleek iPhone 5S. I pull it out, hoping for a text from Abby. Instead, I find a text message from Unknown, saying
'See you.' I stare at it, confused, as I bump into.. Him. Adam Davies. My enemy, my tormentor, and my ex-best friend.
Suddenly he slaps me.
"Watch where you're going, slut" and he walks away. I decide to skip school and run sneakily to the village.
The village was a place I would come to everyday if there wasn't a prison called school... I sat down on a couch in my favorite café, while sipping on a pumpkin spiced latté.
I heard the bell ring, indicating there was a customer coming in the door. I ignored it and found myself interested in the patterns on the couch. I ran my fingers along the stitching, feeling the coolness and the textures.
"Well, boys! She's here..." I heard a familiar voice and turned around.
Him and his gang.
YOU ARE READING
Bully
Teen FictionWhy does it hurt so much when you're called ugly and fat? Why do words seem to hurt us? They're just words, after all. Not for Andrea Quiller. Her bully Adam Davies and his little posse march around the school acting like saints, but the moment the...
