I arrive at school, walking through the halls with some students staring at me. I wave my hand in their direction, saying "Hi" with a smile on my face as they look at me, but all I get in reply is either them whispering to each other or turning their backs to me.

I look down with a small frown, wondering what I did wrong or what's happening. I lift my head high, deciding to forget about what just happened, and stop in front of my locker. As I move to open it, I spot a yellow sticky note that's stuck to it.

Meet me at our special hangout place during lunch. 

Ry xx

As I read the note, a big smile forms on my face, turning into a grin as I stare at it longer than I should. I then snap out of my gaze at the sticky note to take out the books that I need for class and walking away from my locker, not caring about the stares that I get while walking through the hall.

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The bell rings, indicating that it's time to go to our next class or it's time for lunch. It's lunchtime for me, so I take up my bookbag and exit my class with a smile on my face, excited to go see my boyfriend at our spot.

While walking to the cafeteria, I think about Sandra, Lindsey, and Amy. Where could they be? I usually see them in the halls and they usually text me to see how I'm doing. I pull out my phone that was in my back pocket and click on the messaging app. Scrolling past some chats, I finally find our group chat and open it up to message them "Hey, guys. What's up?".

Most of the time when texting in a group chat, one of us reply back quickly, but now that I've texted them, none of them reply. I try texting them one by one, but still no reply from none of them.

I turn off my phone and push it back into my back pocket, walking to the cafeteria. After standing in the lunch line for almost a long time, I finally got my lunch and walk out to the sitting area. I walk past a group of students, who all look at me with sad frowns and in return for their expressions, I look at them confused.

I'm close to Ryan and I's spot when suddenly, I stop walking. As I stare in shock, my lunch tray falls to the ground and my heart shatters into small tiny pieces.

Sitting in our spot is Ryan and Sandra. My eyes take in everything movement as they suck each others' faces off. I hug my hands to my chest not finding the strength for my legs to move; to run away.

They sit at the table under the cool shade of the tree that's blocking them from the hot rays of the sun. Ryan's hand travels up and down Sandra's upper body as he cups some of her hair with his other hand. Sandra wraps her hands around his neck, making the kiss deeper and deeper. I physically cringe, imagining Ryan kissing me the way he's doing with Sandra now.

Finally, they stop and Sandra is the first to look at me. I haven't noticed everyone's eyes on me and them. Sandra smirks at me, and I can finally feel my legs move as I take a step back. Ryan was only looking at her when he finally followed her gaze to me, causing him to immediately stand up.

"Annie, what are you doing here?" he says, looking at me intensely as I take a step back, finally blinking for the tears to fall.

"Y-you... There was a sticky n-note on my l-locker, telling me to meet you h-here, " I say, stuttering as I move my gaze back to Sandra, who stands up and walks over to Ryan, wrapping her arms around him from behind.

"Really, because there was a sticky note on my locker, too, saying that we're over," he says and I move my gaze back to him abruptly.

Ryan and I have been dating ever since 6th grade, so I calling things off with him without an explanation wouldn't be fair to him. I could never think of breaking up with him, though now, after what I just saw, I think I need to reconsider that.

How could he just agree so suddenly, though? The best thing he could've done was try and talk to me, even though I haven't written that note to him. Did he want to break up with me already?

"I-I would never do such thing! You didn't even try to talk to me about it," I hug myself tighter and look at Sandra straight in the eyes, "How could you?"

She let's go of Ryan, stepping in front of him. "How could I, you ask? Many reasons. One of them is that you're a stuck up bitch!" As she says the words, I jolt back as if she has actually stabbed me in the back.

"Okay, Sandra, I think you went a little too hard on her," I look at Ryan with teary eyes. He looks at me momentarily before grasping Sandra's arm and attempting to pull her away. Sandra looks back at me and I could see pure evil in her eyes...

The ones that still haunt me today.

I sit on the floor in the center of my room, not too far from my bed. It's been two days since Sandra bullied me, and also finding out about her and Chance. I try to concentrate on doing my homework, but memories from my past keep coming back to me, blocking me from thinking straight.

Memories like how Lindsey and Amy stuck pictures of me all over the school with a mustache on my face and the words "You're a loser" written on the top, clouds most of my mind. But mostly the memory of both Ryan and Sandra takes over my mind fully.

Finally, with a sigh, I put my laptop to sleep and fix the papers that I had written down some research on in a small neat stack next to it. I lay face down on the floor, turning my head to the side so that I can feel the smooth wood of the floor on my skin.

Feeling bored of the position I'm in, I turn around so that I could be laying down on my back now, staring up at the blank ceiling of my bedroom. I close my eyes only to see the memories coming back, and so I quickly open my eyes to blink up at the ceiling again.

Christina and I's therapy session went by pretty fast with the little questions she has asked. She brought me a small notebook that I could write in for myself and not in her personal notebook all the time. In the notebook she gave me, I could write how my day has gone at school and at home, which I find really useful because it helps me to get everything I've been holding in, out.

I stare up at the ceiling for long before sitting up and taking up the piece of paper Chance has given me with his number on it into my hand. I have been contemplating on whether I should text him or not like he has suggested because of how close he and Sandra are. I wouldn't want to be too close to him, making Sandra put me on her "main focus" target list.

I shouldn't be scared of what Sandra thinks. She doesn't control my life like she thinks she does. She doesn't get in the way of I going to his house to do some homework or not.

I take my phone into my hand, opening it to message Chance, but pause.

What if this leads to something bad, like Sandra coming after me along with Lindsey and Amy. They would for sure make my four years of high school a living hell, and I don't want that to happen.

Without thinking of doing so, my fingers are typing on the screen of my phone, texting Chance.

Hi, I message to Chance, feeling my palms growing sweaty from nervousness as I turn off my phone and set it to the side.

In just two minutes, my phone has made the notification sound and I automatically open my phone to view it.

Hey :), Chance has replied and I stare at the screen, feeling my mind go blank, but then I start typing.

It's Annie, I send to him.

So you've finally decided to text me? I actually doubted you would :p

Well, I mean, his doubt would've come true because I was definitely not going to text him, but here I am staring at the screen reading his text.

I was just thinking of coming over to your house to do the project like you've suggested..., I reply to him.

Of course, here's my address, he messages me back along with his address.

Okay, thanks, I reply to him.

No problem xD

I tap out of his chat and on to my mom's. I've texted her about going to Chance's house and she's agreed to let me go, of course, only with a few questions, but she eventually did.

I go back to laying on my back and staring at the ceiling with a thousand thoughts in mind, not knowing when I've closed my eyes during the moment.

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A/N:

Yay!! I've finally updated! XD

So, you've got to know a little about what the girls, more like Sandra, has done to poor Annie. What do you think of it?

Thanks so, so much for reading. It means a lot to me like, really! Leave your comments for me to read, and vote if you liked this chapter!

Until next chapter, 

- Tanya <3

BTW, the song in the media is Go Home by Lonely in the Rain (ft. Mark O).