His words got me confused. What did he mean by 'he already made a decision'? But before I could ask him he was gone.

He had some of the classes with me and he tried his best to make small talks with me and annoying the fuck out of me by apologizing. He must have told me sorry for the zillionth of times for blowing smoke on my face. I was taken aback by his apology. To be honest, I was not even mad at him.. I just didn't want to talk to him but he was really bad at catching the signals. Then I knew what did he means by making his decision...he made his decision to continue bothering me.

Wow! I am so lucky. Life can't get any better. Yaya! Hurray!

Life sucks!

It was much easier to give up on life than constantly living like you are dieing every day.

What's the point of living when you are not living it?

People around me are  suffocating me with their whispers 'You Should die'. They are slowly killing me with their knife-like words, slicing my skin open from every part of the body. Breaking me piece by piece. It would be much easier to let my wrist bleed and rest in peace.

The only reason I was not letting the temptation to overpower was because of my parents. I hated their face flashing in front of me whenever I tried harming my self. I despised it. I loathed it and sometimes I wished they would see me as a disgrace and would disown me. Which would make it easier to take my life. I felt frustration towards them sometimes.

I saw smoker guy talking to the group in the hallways. He was getting along with them. Everyone at our school liked him. Something inside of me was burning. I felt jealous of him but at the same time, I felt sorry for him.

Sorry for him because they all are fake. It is just a matter of time. It is all good while it lasts. Eventually, they will show their real colours when you are in need.

I stuck the earplugs in my ears listening to 'something just like this' by The Chainsmokers and Coldplay and stared into space in one of the cubicles of the washroom.

"...But she said, where'd you wanna go?
How much you wanna risk?
I'm not looking for somebody
With some superhuman gifts
Some superhero
Some fairytale bliss
Just something I can turn to
Somebody, I can kiss
I want something just like this..."

It was the lunch break, but I didn't feel like eating. Even if I had been feeling hungry I wouldn't have eaten in the washroom. That grosses me out and I wouldn't have gone out to eat because I don't want to be the target of their bullying. So I starve myself every day at school. Maybe it was good at least I wouldn't be called fat.

I paused the music. There were only five more minutes left for the next period to start. Just then when I was about to leave the cubicle I heard rustling noises so I stayed still. I heard someone giggling. I pulled up my legs so that nobody can see my presence by seeing my shoes from behind the door.

"Hello, bi*ch! I know you can hear me" a familiar voice said and her ass kisser friends laughed. Obviously who else can it be other than Passion Powers?

She was a diva in our school. Do you know what I am saying? Everybody wants to be her but no one can blah blah blah. She was the cheerleader captain girlfriend of the popular jock and captain of football team Damon Clark.

I heard a noise of a cubicle door getting kicked and I got panicked. This abuse on doors continued for six more times until she came to the cubicle door in which I was sitting. She didn't even bother kicking it because she knew I would be in this cubicle because it was the last one left but she tried to push the door which didn't even budge.

"Yup I was right girls she is here. Obviously, a piece of sh*t will stay where it belongs" A tear was threatening to come out of my eyes as they all laughed.

Stay strong I said to myself. It was a small yet powerful affirmation which helped me whenever faced with any situation like these.

"So listen b*tch Damon said me to inform you that for the next period you have to sit with him if you don't the consequences will be bad," she said and laughed evilly and she went away.

Thank God at least she didn't dump the garbage on me like the last time she did from above. I released a breath I didn't know I was holding.

I unlatched the door and peeped out. The coast was clear, I went outside the cubicle leaving the door ajar. I gave myself a quick look in the mirror and hastily went to my next period class. I knew I was late looking at the empty always.

"Excuse me miss?" I asked the teacher's permission who was busy teaching but I interrupted her. She gave me a curt nod and asked: "why are you late miss Jones?" She was a bit annoyed but she was good at hiding it. "I was using the washroom" she again gave a curt nod and told me to sit.

I looked around the class everyone was looking at me which made me nervous. My hand became clammy and my stomach twisted.

There were two places vacant. Which were both at the extreme end of the classroom. One at the left and other at the right

The left one was near Damon. My eyes met him. He smirked at me. He gestured for me to come and sit next to him.

The other was near the....smoker. He looked at my direction. smiling and waving at me. I maintained my blank face and looked at the ceiling.

oh god! please let the ground swallow me! it felt like everything around me blurred and only focusing it on the two vacant places.

"...if you don't the consequences will be bad" these words ringed in my mind. I remembered yesterdays repercussion when I didn't comply with their demands and I shivered. What if this time it will not be just a slap? what if it gets more than that?

"Miss Jones? What are you waiting for? Go on have a seat" she said with fake sweetness.

Without pondering further over which seat should I take, my steps were leading me towards the smoker and soon I sat beside him. I would rather sit near to that smoker, even though he is infuriating than near to that monster.

I looked at Damon he was already throwing draggers towards me. If looks could kill I would have been already dead till now. I gulped and my eyes widened in fear when he did a cut-throat gesture with his hands then he smirked in satisfaction after seeing my reaction. At that moment I regretted my decision. Damon turned back to pay attention to what the teacher was teaching. Whereas I couldn't even think straight.

Oh shit! I am such a dumbas$! What will happen now?!

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