November 25th

Mirra's P.o.v

"We're home!"

Percy, daddy and I walked though the front door of the apartment after school. When we entered the room, mommy was sitting at the table on her laptop typing. She happily looked up at us with that big bright smile that could make anyone smile.

"Hey guys" she said. "How was school?"

"Well, we're reading Killing Mr. Griffin in class" daddy started. "So a group of sophomores thought it'd be funny to kidnap me like the kids in the book did to their teacher, and they brought me up to the roof!"

"It was just an innocent prank" Percy defended.

"Yeah, it was 'just an innocent prank' in the book to, and look how that turned out."

Mommy laughed, waving her hand to end the argument. "So, how was your day Mirra?

"Good." I answered a little half-heartedly. Percy threw his backpack on the couch and ran up to mommy. He wrapped his arms around her neck and gave her a kiss on the cheek.

"So, enough 'bout us." He said. "How was the meeting with your editor?"

Mommy laughed at Percy, lightly shoving him off. "It was good. I turned in the rough draft of my next novel. There going to correct grammar mistakes and whatnot, so it should be published by next month. Brownies in the kitchen by the way.

"Sweet!" Percy cheered, pumping his fist in the air. He ran into the kitchen like a little kid on Christmas, with daddy following close behind.

I didn't follow. Instead I ran up to my room, closing the door behind me and throwing my backpack on the bed. I reached under my bed and pulled out my special sketchbook. It's not like the one I carried around in my backpack. This one is where I draw everything I ever feedlot think about. Kind of like a diary, but instead if writing, I'm drawing!

I lay down on my stomach at the side of the bed, my feet in the air in a comfortable position. I used my favorite pencil, the green mechanical one with the Pikachu eraser.

As I drew, I heard the door open behind me, along with a presser being added to the bed. Someone ruffled up my hair, and I knew it was Percy.

I closed my sketchbook and grinned at him.

"Hi Big Brother!"

"Hey M." He said. "Are you okay."

"Yeah, I'm fine!" I said. "Why wouldn't I be?"

"Because you didn't get a brownie." He said. "You only don't get moms cooking why your upset."

"I'm not hungry." I said. "Ellie brought cupcakes today, so I'm not very hungry."

Percy blinked. "I know you M. And I know when your lying."

"I'm fine Percy. Really."

Percy looked like he wanted to argue, but mommy called up from the kitchen and called Percy down to help set the table. Percy sighed and got up to leave the room.

"Alright, you would this time, but I'm still not convinced."

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The next morning, Percy and I had both overslept and daddy had to leave without us. So Percy and I had to walk, or actually, Percy walked while I rode on his shoulders.

We came upon the courtyard of the highscool and Percy took me off his shoulders.

"Hey, you want me to walk you over to the Elementary?"

My eyes widened. "N-no, That's fine! I'll go by myself."

"You sure?" Percy asked.

"Yes!" I yelled, grabbing my backpack from Percy's hand and ran off before he could say anything else.

I went though the little path that connected the elementary and highschool. The elementary students were outside playing. I saw Ellis and Zack sitting on big rock. That saw me and waved.

I greeted Ellie and then Zack with a hug.

"Hiya Mirra!" Ellie greeted, being her usual hyper self. She opened her mouth to say something when she suddenly closed he. Zack tugged on my arm and motioned for me to turn around.

Walking towards us was the elementary school bullies.

There was Melanie, the 'leader' of the group. She was a grade above me, 3rd grade. She was albino, with extremely pale skin and blonde-white hair that went down past her waist. Her eyes were a crimson red. She was quiet tall for her age, towering above most of the 4th graders. She was an early bloomer, so only in third grade she was starting to develop cleavage.

Then there was Cindy, the 'second in command' as some like to say. She was in fourth grade, but still followed Melanie around like a lost puppy. Her hair was a dirty blonde hair in a casual bob-cut style. She had glasses covering her blue, almost violet, eyes. Her height was only a few centimeters from Melanies.

The last one was Linda. She was an asian brunette girl with high cheek bones and big brown cow eyes. She was like a doll, a painted on smile, along with a blush that made her seem cute to everyone she met. Her skin was so naturally tan it'd seem like she never left the sun. She was my age, in second grade.

Ellie clung onto my sleeve and they made there way towards us. Zack tried to step up and protect us, but Melanie pushed him down with a snicker while Cindy stepped on his chest.

"Hey!" I cried. "You can't do that!"

Melanie turned her attention to me, a smirk plastered on her face. She walked up to me and laughed.

"Looks like the little princess is scared for her prince." She said. The other two laughed even though it wasn't really funny. "How 'bout we pick on you instead."

Cindy kicked my shin and Linda pushed me down. Melanie came up and kicked my side, causing me to scream. Ellis tried to help me but Linda held her back. Melanie kicked me again, and again until I started to cry. She laughed and bent down to me,picking me up by the collar of my shirt.

"I trust you brought us lunch again? You know we don't eat school foot."

Cindy started digging though my bag and took out my lunch box. Then she continued to dig till she gasped and pulled out something else.

"Oh, looky here!" She sang. "This like some celebrity you got a crush on?"

I wimpered. "That's my Big brother."

They all laughed. Melanie flicked her wrist, and the other two torn the picture to shreds.

"Catch ya later Mirra." Melanie sneered, dropping my on the ground as I watched her and her gang walk off to the school just as the bell rang.

Yay! No homework for once! Have any of you read 'Killing Mr. Griffin.'? It's awesome! But that's not the question of the chapter. The question is, have you ever gotten bullied? Here's my story. It was by my 'best friend' who actually just wanted to be my friend because I was friends with someone she wanted to get close to. Then one day I caught on to her skeim, and after that she started being a total bitch to me. She even scratched my once and drew blood, which caught the attention of a teacher. Today, she's trying the same old trick with trying to be my friend so she could get close to my besr friend.

Oh, and I just put up a new poll if anyone is interested.