Racing from the room Maggie left the jeering words, pelting spitballs, and harsh laughter. No matter how hard she tried it was no use. She would always be the outcast.
Maggie had aged differently from the rest, staying young for years than overnight becoming a teenager. Her family had to move multiple times because of this anomaly. Her adopted parents had died a few years back and she was now living with her youngest sister, forced to call her 'mum' in front of her peers.
It wasn't just her aging that made her different though. Her pure white hair and piercing sea grey eyes also made her stand out in a crowd, no matter how big it was. Not to mention no matter how long she was out in the sun her skin never seemed to gain color.
She didn't know what happened; she was on the ground still crying. Behind her a voice rang out loud and obnoxious, yet comforting and calm.
"Dude! That looked like it hurt! Are you ok?"
"I'm fine." She stood and wiped away her tears before continuing down the hall this time walking. His footsteps followed but she ignored them. He could do whatever it was that he wanted she wasn't going to give him the satisfaction of letting him see her tears.
~~~Alfred's POV~~~
She continued to walk never turning to look at him. He had been in the office waiting for the pass to talk to a Margery Howard. They had told him that she preferred to be called Maggie and would attack anyone who had called her different. They pulled out her folder and showed him. She defiantly did have a streak of having things she shouldn't and using them to attack those who harassed her.
But at this moment he didn't care about her. It was the girl that had ran into sight with tears streaming down her face that intrigued him. Her pure white hair had framed her face beautifully even as she flew to the ground after tripping.
She hadn't accepted his help but he followed her anyways. Why? The people from the office were sure to wonder about him and she probably thought he was some stalker.
He just didn't understand. He was supposed to be searching for the girl who showed the prodigy of being a country. Instead here he was chasing some girl who had caught his attention by falling, but something about her…..
"Are you Margery Howard?"