The League

"Uraraka Dumptruck! Wide-load! Honnnnk!" He said, making fun of her wieght and poverty at the same time. I was getting angry. How can he say that? Why do bullies exist? I thought, Eijirou Kirishima, Quarterback. He is the smartest guy on the football team. Which is kind of like being the tallest dwarf. Just like his friend, he slapped the notebook on the ground again. Which sent me over the edge.

"Hey! Pick that up!" I tell him. He turns and looks at me. He looks completely shocked that someone would confront him.

"Yes, I am. I wanna know what gives you the right to pick on my friend. You're a high school has-been waiting to happen. A future gas station attendant." I crossed my arms. He looked at me.

"... You have a zit, right there." He pointed to my face. He laughed and high fived his partner in crime, who also laughed along. Dear diary, why? People started mumbling, "Do the hate me?" "Why don't I fight back?" "Why do I act like such a creep?" I mumbled, "Why?" "Why won't he date me?" "Why did I hit him?" "Why do I cry myself to sleep?"

All of the kids thought, "Somebody hug me!Somebody fix me!Somebody save me! Send me  a sign,God! Get me a cold beer! Something to live for..." Suddenly three of the most popular females came in and everyone started muttering there names " Tomura, Dabi, and Toga." And then there's the League. They float above it all. "I  like  Tomura, Dabi, and Toga. ""I hate Tomura, Dabi, and Toga"  Toga Himiko, her dad is loaded, he sells 'engagement rings'. Dabi, runs the yearbook. No discernable personality, but her mom did pay for implants. And Tomura Shiragaki ,the almighty, she's a mythic b*tch.

They are solid Teflon, never bothered, never harassed. I would give anything to be like that. More mutters around me: "I'd like to be their boyfriend." A random boy said who thought. "That would be beautiful." Uraraka mumbled to herself, but I heard, "I'd like them to be nicer."  That would be beautiful . A short boy with a weird ball like hair mumbled, "I'd like to kidnap a Heather and photograph her naked in an abandoned warehouse and leave her tied up for the rats."

I head to the bathroom to get away from this madness, but, life didn't seem to agree with me and in the bathroom was the League. I mentally creamed. Why was life so cruel. I hear their mundane conversation. Dabi was throwing up in the toilet.

"Grow up Dabi, Bulimia was so '87." Scoffs Tomura, as she crosses her arms. On the other hand, toga looked worried, "Maybe you should see a doctor, Dabi." Wiping her mouth and coming out of the stall Dabi looked at Toga.

"Yeah, Toga. Maybe I should." I hear the door open and the sound of Ms. Midnight's voice came through, "Ah! Toga. Tomura," Dabi barfs in the toilet again. " And Dabi. Perhaps you didn't hear the bell over all that vomiting. Your late for class."

 "Dabi wasn't feeling well. We're helping her." Tomura said, a hand on her hips. "Not without a hall pass you're not. A week's detention." Here's my chance! To finally be popular. I scribble on a paper and get out of the stall and hand it to Ms. Midnight.

"Not without a hall pass you're not. A week's detention."  

"Um actually Ms. Midnight, all four of us are out on hall pass. yearbook committee." She looks at the note and nods.

"... I see you're all listed. Hurry up and get where you're going." Ms. Midnight demanded. Tomura grabbed the note out of her hand. Ms. Midnight then promptly left. Tomura looked at the note, then looked at me.

"This is an excellent forgery. Who are you?" She looked at me expectantly. I looked determined, yet terrified.

"Um, Izuku Midoria. I need a favor." She sneered and looked at me in disgust. "What favor?" If possible, I became more determined.

"Um. Let me sit at your table, at lunch. Just once. No talking necessary. If people think that you guys tolerate me, then they'll leave me alone." The League starts to laugh in unison. "Before you answer, I also do report cards, permission slips, and absence notes." I looked at the ground nervously, afraid of their answer.

"How about prescriptions?" Dabi asked, hand on her stomach.

"Shut up, Dabi!" Tomura said to her "friend."

Dabi looks down at the floor angrily. "Sorry, Tomura." Tomura inspects my face and smirks rather creepily.

"For a greasy little nobody, you do have good bone structure." She says grabbing my face and moving it side to side.

"And a symmetrical face. If I took a meat cleaver down the center of your skull, I'd have matching halves. That's very important." Toga said, gesturing with her hands the two sides of my face. I shivered at that.

"Of course, you could stand to lose a few pounds." Dabi said staring at my belly and then looking at me up and down.

"And ya know, ya know, ya know?
This could be beautiful
Mascara, maybe some lip gloss
And we're on our way
Get this girl some blush;
And Heather, I need your brush
Let's make her beautiful." Said a smirking Tomura with Dabi agreeing with her.

"Let's make her beautiful." Dabi repeated.

"Make her beautiful." Said Tomura again. "Ok?" I nodded, more than enthusiastic.

"Ok!"