Bullies~chapter 1
A/N:Hay this is a new story. It was gonna be a one shot but I changed it. lol.
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Moving on.....
I walked by the boy.
The same boy that sits alone at the same table.
The one who gets beaten on by the 'popular' kids.
The 'Crowd'.
My 'friends'.
I hate those kids but my 'rents can't afford another school so I have to be good and not get in any fights.
And if I was who I wanted to be, I'd get in fight after fight.
Just for being myself.
So instead, I'm almost forced to hang out with the 'Crowd.'
No one sits with him, he doesn't fit in
But we feel like we do when we make fun of him
Cause you want to belong, do you go along?
Cause his pain is the price paid for you to belong
It's not like you hate him or want him to die
But maybe he goes home and thinks suicide
Or he comes back to school with a gun at his side
And a kindness from you might have saved his life
James.
That's the kid's name.
Chris, the leader of our group, knocks James' stuff to the floor as we walk by.
We laugh.
I do too, but with a sad look in my eyes.
James glares at Chris.
Death glare.
This, I can tell, shakes Chris but he pretends it doesn't.
Instead he goes for anger.
"Whats your problem freak!?" He yells.
James does nothing, just sits there.
Still.
Mad.
That's what his eyes say.
But if I look closer, I can see pain, hurt.
Heroes are made when you make a choice
You could be a hero - heroes do what's right
You could be a hero - you might save a life
You could be a hero- you could join the fight
For what's right, for what's right, for what's right
"Answer!" Chris takes James by the collar of his shirt and pulls him up.
James says nothing.
Chris punches.
A crushing punch.
I wince as I hear James nose crunch painfully under Chris' fist. Blood gushes.
Crimson blood.
No one talks to her, she feels so alone
She's in too much pain to survive on her own
The hurt she can't handle overflows to a knife
She writes on her arm and wants to give up her life
Each day she goes on is a day that she's brave
Fighting the lie that giving up is the way
Each moment of courage her on life she saves
When she throws the pills out a hero is made
Heroes are made when you make a choice
James does nothing. Doesn't even blink.
"Damn emo." Drake, Chris right hand man mutters.
Kay laughs. She's dating Drake.
Chris isn't too strong but the boy can pack a punch when he wants too.
Which I think is too often.
Drake, on the other hand, can kill people with his fist.
And to make it worse,
the guy isn't exactly too straight in the head.
Kay isn't the tough type. She stands back and lets the guys do all the work, afraid to get her nails dirty.
I'm silent
Drake and Chris start to beat on James.
I can tell it's starting to hurt him. But he stands strong and takes it.
He looks at me. His eyes were a cry for help.
I look away.
Heroes are made when you make a choice
You could be a hero - heroes do what's right
You could be a hero - you might save a life
You could be a hero- you could join the fight
For what's right, for what's right, for what's right
A teacher comes and breaks up the fight. I'm thankful.
She doesn't tell us to go to the office.
Chris family dose a lot for the school so we're unstoppable.
Unfortunately.
And Chris knows this.
No one talks to him about how he lives
He thinks that the choices he makes are just his
Doesn't know he's the leader with the way he behaves
And others will follow the choices he's made
He lives on the edge, he's old enough to decide
His brother who wants to be him is just nine
He can do what he wants because it's his right
The choices he makes change a nine-year-old's life
The teacher tell the James, bloody and bruised, to go to the nurse and then go home.
He nods but I know he's skipping the nurse part.
I see pain in his eyes as he looks at the teacher.
He looks at me as he walks past.
This is more painful than if he were to ignore me.
He knows that.
Little Mikey D. was the one in class who everyday got brutally harassed
This went on for years until he decided that never again would he shed another tear
So he walked through the door, grabbed a four-four out of his father's dresser drawer
And said I can't take life no more
And like that life can be lost
But this ain't even about that
All of us just sat back and watched it happen
Thinkin' it's not my responsibility to solve a problem that isn't even about me
This is our problem
This is just one of the daily scenarios which we choose to close our eyes
Instead of doing the right thing
If we make a choice and be the voice for those who won't speak up for themselves
How many lives would be saved, changed, and rearranged
Now it's our time to pick a side
So don't keep walkin' by
Not wantin' to intervene
Cause you wanna exist and never be seen
So let's wake up and change the world
Our time is now
I go through the day. The scene replaying in my head.
Why didn't I do something?!
He could go home and......
Well he could never come back.
And it would be my fault.
I could have stopped them.
You could be a hero (Our time is now)
Heroes do what's right
You could be a hero (Our time is now)
You might save a life
You could be a hero, You could join the fight (Our time is now)
For what's right, for what's right
And I didn't.
A/N:So tell me what u think.
I really like the ideas I have for this story.
The next ch is gonna be from the James POV.
R&R please. And please be COMPLETELY TRUTHFUL!!! PLEASE!!! NO sparing my feelings! Please and thanks! XD
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