Chapter 2

BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BE-

Arthur slammed his alarm clock off, "why do I keep having that dream playing over and over again," Arthur mumbled then sighed, and stared at it for some time before releasing him from the warmth of his bed. He got up, took a shower, got dressed in his school uniform, ate breakfast, put on cover up makeup to hide his freckles, brushed his teeth. Then he rushed down stairs to catch the bus.

"Have a good day at school honey," Arthur's mom called.

Arthur turned around and smiled the best he could, "I will mum, you have a good day also," Arthur responded then walked out the door.

As soon the door closed his smiled immediately dropped, he sighed then walked down to the bus stop where he will be picked up and start his daily routine. He looked back, he always had a feeling being watched and followed once he started his freshmen year, but he shrugged it off.

As soon as the bus had come, he gulped nervously. As the bus came to a stop and the doors slid open so Arthur can step in. Once he did he went straight to his in the back of the bus being tripped or pushed forward and almost fell on his face. Once he made it to the back he placed his backpack underneath his legs so no one will take it.

Once the bus had made it to the school Arthur waited until the bus cleared out first then proceeded with his day. Once he made it through the courtyard and into the school he instantly dashed to his locker avoiding everyone as the best he could, he unpacked all the unnecessary items from his bag and shoved them in his items.

Then he walked into his first class English, it was probably one of the subjects he actually enjoyed doing, but Home Ec was his top favorite.

"Morning Arthur," the teacher spoke plainly.

"Good morning Mr. Edwards," Arthur greeted then took his seat in the far back getting out the items he needed.

Once the first bell had rang signaling that classes will start, the room started to fill up. Once the final bell had run, the teacher sighed got up from his desk and started the lecture. Arthur always did his best to concentrate on the lecture, but he always ended up being distracted by the other students throwing scrap paper at him when the teacher had his back turned to write something on the chalkboard. Unfortunately he had to ignore it and continue jotting down notes that were important.

Once the bell rang he waited until the students had cleared out and the hallway died down a little that only gave him 3 minutes left to make it to his next class all the way across the school.

He speed walked to his next class which was probably his worst subject to work on Calculus. He had nice teacher overall, but the subject was horrible, he didn't even get why this was needed in his everyday life, he barely did math.

Arthur slowed down, and walked to the classroom with a minute to spare. He took his seat in the front row. So the teacher can keep an eye on him, since he was having trouble in the subject. Arthur hated being in the front because he was now an easy target to the other students in his class. Once the bell rang Arthur got straight up and dashed to the boys' locker room. So he can change before anyone else comes. Once he walked out the locker room, he went straight to the gym.

The gym teacher looked up and saw Arthur and smiled, "early as usually Arthur," Arthur nodded and sat on bleachers that were pulled out. After every minute had passed more kids had filled the bleacher waiting for class to start. Arthur strayed himself at the top of the bleacher in the corner.

Since it was a nice day, the teacher decided to play soccer. Arthur frowned, he honestly didn't want to play, he was good at it, but he wouldn't always get picked and just getting benched, waiting for his turn. He liked sitting on the bench it lets him relax; besides he doesn't get called in anyway.

Once the class was outside, the teacher had the class run 1 lap around the field, once everyone was done. The teacher picked the first two students that got done with the lap first. The other students had lined up and waited to be picked. There was a kid absent so Arthur wasn't getting picked. As soon it was him and the student next to him, the student got picked and Arthur was sitting on the bench with the teacher. Usually the teacher would try and find a way to get Arthur playing with the other students, but gave up on the fourth day. He just assumed that Arthur wasn't a sociable kid, and he won't force anything on him.

The teacher excused Arthur to go to the locker room since he wasn't doing anything. Arthur got changed the bell had run and as soon as he left. Kids were running in the locker room and grumbling a few curses under their breaths. Arthur decided to go to the cafeteria since it was lunch time. He would usually avoid lunch and head to the library, but his mother had found out he had been skipping lunch so she told him to have lunch for his sake and Arthur couldn't refuse his mom he didn't have the heart to.

Arthur got his disgrace of what is called a school lunch. He never enjoyed the food at school, and then he looks around and saw kids eating it up like it's nothing. Arthur never understood how these kids can eat this stuff. Arthur took an empty table, and began eating it slowly.

Once he had finished he felt something, cold? Wet? And sticky? Once Arthur came to his senses the whole lunch room was laughing, laughing at him. He looked up and saw Feliciano laughing holding a chocolate milk carton. Arthur stood up quickly, grabbed his bag and dashed out of the room and straight to the bathroom. He looked at the mirror and saw his hair strawberry blonde hair is covered in chocolate milk, then noticed his makeup was running down his face showing his now visible freckles.

He heard footsteps entering the restroom he quickly walked to one of the empty stalls then he saw feet stand in front of the stalls. Arthur gulped and backend away from the locked stall.

"I don't get why you hid those things," the voice called out.

Arthur was shocked, "Huh?" was all he could say at this point.

"I said 'I don't get why you those things'" the voice repeated itself.

Arthur raised his eyebrow, "Um-"

"Mind coming out?" the voice asked and cut Arthur off.

Arthur hesitated then slowly reached for the lock, he unlocked it and opened the stall, then his eyes had widened at the person.

CLIFFHANGER :3

I just wanted to get a chapter out before schools starts up again :/ (Sorry it was so short xc)

Who was that person? O.O why was Arthur getting bullied?

It will be all reveled in the next chapter :D

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