Being Bullied ( A Magcon Fan Fiction )

Fresh Start

***RACHELLES POV***

I ran home, not looking back. I didn't even take the bus back, just ran. It usually takes an hour to walk but I ran so I made it home in 30 minutes. I went straight to my room, sobbing. Before I could shove my face in a pillow I stopped myself remembering I got my makeup done, even though I've been crying for more than half an hour. I went to my bathroom, wiping my eyes and cleaning my now ruined makeup. I put my hair in a messy bun, it looked really cool with my blue dyed ends and my now blonde hair... Still getting used to that. I sat on my bed and soon laid down, slowly drifting off to sleep.

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I woke up, knowing today is my fresh start... Even though my 9 bullies all know it's me, nobody else does. I went downstairs and stared into my pantry, nothing really appealed to me so I decided to not eat breakfast. This has been my normal, every since the bullying started. Trying to be skinny. I walked back upstairs into my bedroom and picked out my outfit, laying it on my bed. I then made my way to the bathroom. I brushed my teeth and washed my face. Again I took my foundation and put it on my bruises and then applied more than just my 'minimal' makeup. I made it look good. Subtle but good. For my hair I fish tail braided it. It again looked stunning with my blue dyed ends.

I walked back into my room and put on my outfit, which consist of clothes I bought yesterday. I put on a pair of light wash high waisted shorts and a white shirt with a pink tie dye swirl going through it, tucking it in. I grabbed my white Vans and slipped them on. I looked in my mirror, and smiled. The biggest smile I could muster. I feel great, I look great, I am great, I thought to myself. I picked up my backpack and walked out the door.

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When I arrived at school, I walked in confidently. I was getting stares as I walked down the halls, but not the usual death glares a kind of stare that was nice... I think. As I walked down the halls I got compliments, and boys constantly asking me for my number. I always rejected, but rejected kindly. I went to my locker, being cautious of my fingers. Instead of a slamming, I felt tapping... Someone was tapping my shoulder. I whipped around, seeing Jack G and the rest of my bullies behind him. What do they want now.

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