Maliea's POV- Friday

The more I stood up to those idiots, the more respect I had gotten around the school, which was surprising because I didn't have any actual friends made before that bus ride. If you asked somebody in the school before standing up to them who I was, you would most likely be hit with a "Who?" He and his crew are suspended until today, which doesn't seem like a fair punishment because this flemwad has been bullying both me and Kenny, but whatever. Larusso broke my phone a couple of days ago, but my mom offered me her walkman locked inside a drawer in the house as a temporary replacement. Rumor has it Larusso will be "apologizing" to me today, which will probably be faker than most of the girl's fake eyelashes in my school. I woke up hella late but had just enough time to arrive at school. I threw on a white and blue long sleeve shirt, covered with a yellow hoodie. Found mom jeans, so I just decided to throw those on. Slipped on my red converse and headed out the door. Kenny had already left so, fuck it I'm riding my skateboard to school today. I dug through the old-ass shed trying to hurry up. Found it, grabbed it, and closed the shed before everything collapsed. Plugged my headphones into the walkman, put the music in the walkman, and I was ready to go. It was a very short ride to school, normally 30 minutes on the bus, I could get used to this. I kicked up my skateboard once I approached the school. There was Lapusso- I mean Larusso! and his little friends right at the entrance waiting for me. Larusso had something in his hand. I put the headphones on my neck as I approached them, not giving any attention to him. "Maliea! Hey." I ignored him, adjusted my bag, and tried to push through them, but they blocked my way. "Listen Maliea, I am really sorry." I rolled my eyes, here we go. Students started crowding around us, this was going to be fun. "For what I may ask?" I snapped. "For you know... Breaking your phone and messing with you." I nodded sarcastically. "Tell me honestly Larusso because I'm curious, is this apology genuine? You're only sorry because you got caught in the act. Not to mention, I'm not the only person you should be giving this "apology" to. You've been torturing Kenny since the very first day too, for no actual reason except for something I bet you do in the shower every night. Cut this "popular kid act" already. Talk to me when you've come up with an actually believable apology. Keep that phone, I do not need it." The bell rang and Anthony's friends gave him a smirk and went to class. Anthony grabbed my shoulder pushing me back. "I know you hate me, but please just take this. My dad will beat my ass if he sees you didn't take it. Please?" I scoffed. "Maybe that's what you need Larusso." I took the phone from his hand and walked away. I truly don't know if I can trust this kid.