Monday on the Bus. Nonny POV:

Oona and I sat in the front seat together, Oona on the outside and I on the window side.

It wasn't long before gum, food wrappers, and spitballs started hitting her. Her face was blank and unreadable. Then, paper airplanes came flying in.

She opened them and I noticed that her hands started shaking. I grabbed the notes and read them to myself.

"Go kill yourself! No one loves you!"

"We will kill you!"

"Go jump off the school! You're a waste of space!"

I ripped them to shreds and moved Oona to the window side. People were still throwing things at her, but I was the shield to protect her.

When we got off the bus and went to school, I saw people pointing at us and whispering. I grabbed Oona's hand as we walked down the hallways to our lockers. I heard the words that came out of people's mouths.

"I saw that slut come from his house."

"I heard that she forced him to impregnate her."

"I heard that she gave him a lap dance and he didn't want it."

I kept walking along until we reached our lockers. We grabbed our stuff and we went straight to 1st period.

We went to our desks and the whispering started. Oona put her head down in humiliation. Deema, Molly, Goby, and Gil had moved their desks so they could be closer to us.

"Hey, Nonny." Molly whispered. I turned towards all of them. "Is Oona gonna be alright?"

I shrugged my shoulders. She probably won't be.

Deema said, "We heard about the rumours. I highly doubt that the lap dance and the impregnating one are true, but what about her coming from your house?"

I simply nodded.

Gil asked, "Why'd she stay at your house?"

I sighed and looked over to Oona. She nodded and allowed me to answer.

"Abusive mother." I whispered.

Their eyes widened at the fact, but they simply nodded.

Then, I felt some random tapping on my soldier. I turned around to see a blonde with a lot of cakey makeup.

"Hi. I'm Addison Parks and I feel so bad for you! It's a shame that slut would actually break into your house and do all those horrible things to you! You know, you should come to my party afterschool! You can bring the others! How about it?"

I was sweating. Gosh, can she please give me so space?

*Riiiiiiiiiiinnnnnnnnnnggggggggg

Saved by the bell! Thank god.

Later that day, Lunchtime. Oona POV:

I usually would sit alone. In fact, there would be a section cleared out because everyone hated me. But for the first time, I had people to sit with. People who wanted to be with me.

Gil is pretty gullible and stubborn, but he is a funny person. His sister Deema is dramatic and loud, but she is a zany person and is a wonderful actress. Goby is kinda sensitive, but he is a caring person. His sister Molly is a good listener and she is very open, which is wonderful.

The girls pulled me over to one side of the section away from the boys and started talking about their crushes.

Molly whispered, "I really like Gil. I mean. . . Even if he is a bit stubborn and pretty gullible, he's really funny!"

Deema rolled her eyes and said, "Believe me, my brother is not "a bit stubborn". He's really stubborn!"

Molly rolled her eyes as well and said, "Well, I don't even know what you see in my brother! He's so sensitive and such a crybaby!"

Deema said, "Hey! He's cute and he has a caring heart!"

Then, they turned to me.

"So. . . Oona." Deema said. "Who do you like?"

I looked down in embarrassment and whispered, "Well. . . Nonny. . ."

Then, both of them squealed in excitement.

"I knew! I knew!" squealed Molly.

"New shipname! Noona!" said Deema.

My face turned bright red in embarrassment.

"So. . . Why do you like him?" asked Molly.

"Well. . . I kinda slept with him. . . " I saw their eyes widen. "Not the dirty way! Only because I was cold. Then, I felt him pull me closer to him. I looked at him and he was awake. He pulled me even closer and called me beautiful. But I don't think he remembers it. . ."

I lifted my head up and the two were gasping for air.

Alarmed, I asked them, "Are you guys okay? What's wrong?"

"Nothing!" Deema gasped. "Just fangirling!"

I sighed in happiness. We're definitely gonna get along.