Corbyn Besson-I'm With The Wrong One

First Day

London

I lay in my bed, stiff as a rock, knowing that today was the first day back to school and he will be there, waiting, so he can bully for another school year.

I get out of bed, slowly, still tired from reading all of the hate comments off of Instagram. I walk into my bathroom and take off my clothing, seeing the faded bruises on my body in the mirror, he had left. I turn on the hot water, feeling the warm water rolling down my bruises. I get out of the shower and put the towel around my body and walk into my room.

After getting dressed, I walk down the quiet stairs and head into the kitchen to eat some cereal before I head to school. I put my black and white converse high tops on, then I grab my school bag and leave through the front door.

As I'm walking on the sidewalk I hear foot steps behind me. My heart starts to race, I already know who it is. It's him, my bully, Corbyn Besson.

He's getting closer, as he's right behind me, he grabs my arm hard, as my eyes squint in pain,  he quietly says "Hey Princess", as he says that he walks right in front of me and stops me from walking. What do you want Corbyn, I say, dang, he is so cute. And yes, I like my bully. He says "I just wanted to let you know that this school year is gonna be different for you". What do you mean by that? "You'll see", he says.

As we open the school buildings doors and walk in, I see his four best friends by the lockers, Zach Herron, Jack Avery, Jonah Marais, and Daniel Seavey, the other bullies of mine.  As they walk closer with smirks on their faces, Corbyn walks in front of me and stops them and says "Not today guys". I was surprised, I mean yeah he did say this school year was gonna be different, but I didn't take him seriously. I'm scared, I don't know what to do.