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Chapter 2- Brutal Beatings
We arrived at school and Trish got called over by a popular so she left me. I didn't however get my daily beating; yet. My other but most importantly only best friend Dez comes up to me. Besides Trish, he know everything about me. Yes that's including my crush. "Hey buddy" he greeted.
"Hey Dez." I replied as we walked to my locker together. We approached it and I turned around. Ally's locker is straight across from mine. Everyone was just talking until the doors opened and everyone went silent to show respect.
In came Ally, Trish, and Joslyn. Ally was wearing a brown-ish black dotted dress with black tights and tan uggs with the exceptional pink and black dotted bow headband in her hair. She walked but if felt like how it did if the most popular girl in school did (which she is) in the movies; all slo-mo. She walked to her locker talking to Joslyn along the way.
I sighed and kept staring. She was turned facing her locker when Elliot came up behind her and wrapped his stupid arms around her. Damn him! He kissed her cheek and they started talking. I felt too jealous and hurt so I turned around to face my locker. I opened it and grabbed all the books needed. The bell rung but Dez didn't hear it he was too busy telling a story about his pet turtle Reggie that I heard a millions times already so I just turned him around while he was still talking and gave him a little push.
I turned back around to see that ally and her "clique" were gone. I sighed for what felt like the 50th time today and closed my locker. I was about to head to class when Elliot, DallASS, and Trent came out of nowhere pushing me into a locker making me drop my books in the process. Lucky me the hallway was empty. (note the sarcasm) "Hey freak thought we forgot did ya?" Elliot said. "No." I mumbled.
"Good because we haven't." Dallas jumped in. Trent kicked me in the stomach twice and Dallas punched me in the face. Before they left Elliot kicked me one last time in the chest.
I scattered around for my books. When I finally got them I got up and realized I was 10 minutes late; great. I sucked it up and instead of immediately going to class, I hurry up and ran to the bathroom to try to clean myself up the best I could. After putting on cover up (hey don't judge) I looked in the mirror and saw I looked presentable. I exited the bathroom now 15-16 minutes late for class. I sucked it up and made my way to the history room.
