Nonny POV:

Well. . . That was awkward. I didn't mean to stare at her! I mean, she was staring at me! But then again, it seemed accidental and unintentional, and she seemed pretty embarrassed. I wonder why she was staring. . . Wait. Why was I staring? Besides the fact that she wears very baggy clothing and she's alone, she seems just like any other girl.

Ms. Jackson gave us permission to sit wherever we wanted to. The four other new students quickly chose their seats. I was the last one left. There was no other place to sit except next to that girl. I moved to my seat and everybody started whispering and pointing. Then, some girl behind me whispered, "I feel so bad for you. You're really gonna hate that seat."

Huh? What did she mean?

Oona POV:

Stupid Ariana. You had to tell him? Why can't there just be at least one person who won't send death threats? Who won't beat me up? Who won't bring me misery? Why?

Nonny POV:

I was so confused.

"What do you mean? What did she do?" I asked.

The girl said, "That slut got pregnant in 5th grade. She got an abortion afterwards. Here, nobody likes a worthless slut, so you should stay away from her."

I was shocked. For someone to get pregnant at such a young age? I don't think anybody would want to have such a huge responsibility.

I looked over to the hated girl. She lifted her head up and wiped her eyes. She was crying. God, she must have heard the whispering. I really pity her. I wonder. . . What if she's like me?

Oona POV:

Well now that the new students know, I'm just gonna have to face more misery. Why do I even bother living like this? Why am I still here?

Time passed by so slowly, but the bell finally rang and it was time for next period. Instead of going for Science, I just ran down the stairs and skipped class.

Nonny POV:

I saw the girl running down the stairs and go to a completely different hallway. As far as I know, the entire Math class goes to the exact same class afterword. Maybe I should follow her? No. I can't. I can't be late for class. Maybe she'll come later.

2nd period went by. Then 3rd, 4th, and 5th went by. She was never in class. 6th period is lunchtime, so I'll go look for her. Instead of going to the hallway leading to lunch, I ran down the hallway she went to. I couldn't find her anywhere. But then, I heard crying from behind a door. I quickly checked the hallways, and then went inside.

Narration:

Nonny found a huge spiraling staircase. He had never seen a spiraling staircase inside of a school. He followed the crying sounds and found Oona.

Nonny POV:

After all of those steps, I finally found her. She was curled in a ball, crying so much that she didn't even hear me walking up the steps.

"Um. . . Are you okay?" I asked.

"AHHH!" she screamed.

God, she screams pretty loud.

"When did get here!? How long have you been standing there!?" she asked.

"Um. . . About 10 seconds. . . I just got here."

"Oh. Good."

"Um. . . What's your name? And why did you skip class?" I asked.

"Oona Shaskan. I didn't want to go to class."

"Why? You shouldn't be skipping class." I said.

"Then why are you skipping lunch?" she asked defensively.

"Least I brought it! Where's yours?"

"I don't have any." she sighed.

"Well. . . You can have mine."

"Really?" she asked eagerly.

"Sure. I'm not that hungry anyways."

I handed her my sandwich, which she finished in a minute.

"Wow. You're really hungry."

"Yeah. I didn't eat for a while."

"So. . . Why'd you skip classes?" I asked.

She sighed and seemed very uncomfortable.

"Because. . . They told all of you. . . About the mistake. . ."

The pregnancy.

"Oh. . . You don't have to continue. . ."

But she went on.

"It wasn't my fault that I got pregnant! I didn't want it!"

"Oona. . . You don't have to-"

She wouldn't listen. It's like she couldn't hear me.

"I g-got abducted when I was w-walking home! H-he took me to his apartment and threw me on the f-floor and. . ."

Tears were streaming down her face. The answer was far too obvious by then. She was raped.

She didn't finish her sentence, but she didn't need too.

I didn't want to see her cry so I kneeled down and wrapped my arms around her. She didn't deserve to feel pain. She didn't deserve it at all.

We stayed like that for about 5 minutes and she finally calmed down. She stared at me for long time.

"You have pretty eyes." she said.

I felt my face turn red. She stood up and said, "Lunch is almost over. You should go now."

"Come with me." I blurted out. Wait, what?

She laughed and asked me, "What's your schedule?"

"Computers. French. ELA."

"Hey. We have the exact same schedule. Let's go!"

She grabbed my hand and we ran to class.

Together.

The only criticism I will take is constructive or grammar criticism. But please don't go around telling me to take down story because it's kinda rude and unfair. I did put things of my own, so it wouldn't be fair to me to take down things that I too worked really hard on.