Chapter 6: Mark
As I walked down the empty hallway, going to archery practice, I see a really cute girl being bullied by these two bullies. Lucky for me, I've been in archery for 6 years, so you can say I'm a master at this. I grabbed the tip of the arrow from my quiver, aiming, and shooting between the boys. I quickly grab them by the arm and throw them against the wall. About to punch them, I said," Your not worth my time. Next time you beat her up, I won't miss, and I promise you that." They run like little lost puppies, as I reach for the girl's hand. She was beautiful, along with her pink hair." Are you okay, miss," I asked." Um, I'm okay," she says. I help her up, and she starts running to her locker, as my smile fades into worry. After the incident, I came up to her, everyday, asking if she was okay, and every reply was the same. Until one day. I run up to her and asked," Why are you bullied?" She stops dead cold, and replies," Oh, um, it's kind of private. If you want to know so badly, I can come to your house this weekend, if your not busy, and tell you." I reply with an exciting "Yes"., not not really showing it. I still wonder if she trusts me.
That Saturday, as I'm sitting alone in my big house, I hear a knock at my door. I knew it was the cute girl, so I get my dashing tuxedo and tie on. I answer the door and she was standing there, quiet." Right on time, I see"."By the way, I haven't introduced myself. My name is Chloe, what's yours?"" Oh, my name is mar-" I stop when I see this enormous bruise on her arm. I didn't that there last time." Uh, Chloe, what happen to your arm?" She doesn't answer, and I start getting worried for her. I kept wondering if she gets beat up at home, or even has a younger sibling that does get beat up, too. I let her inside and into the kitchen." Would you let something to eat or drink?"" Yeah, I guess," she says with sadness in her voice. Just a PB and J with some water please." I make the sandwich, as I hear her crying softly, as she tries not to cry, but she's about to." So, Chloe, why do you get bullied," I ask with sadness in my voice. She has tears rushing down her face as she hugs me." Chloe are you okay?" She keeps crying and hugs me tighter, and finally she tells me the answer I've been waiting for, and I wondered about since we first met...
(Credit to my awesome boyfriend ;)