(Y/N's POV)

A few weeks went by like that. The night my parents asked me about going to work with them. I turned down the offer immediately. They weren't surprised but they were disappointed.

I did not care. They misunderstood my decision though. I don't want to be like them.

I opened the door to the school and vibe coming from it that sent a shiver down my spine.

Everyone looked scared but not of me of someone else. I walked very carefully seeing how everyone is scared of each other. I saw Liz and John in the distance at the end of the hall. I walked up to them and they also were on edge.

"Hey guys." I said.

They turned their attention to me but jumped a bit.

"Oh it's just you (Y/N)." Liz said.

"Yeah. Are you guys alright? What's going on with everyone?" I asked.

"We don't know. We've been wondering ourselves. No one has told us. But what ever it is it's keeping us on our feet." John said.

I was confused and a bit concerned. I walked away and off to my locker. I opened it and put my stuff away.

I heard the sound of footsteps.

My head jolted up. I closed my locker and walked away. I went into a classroom that wasn't in use. I watched through a crack in the door as they went by.

They we're carrying weapons. Bats, knifes, and anything else they could carry to hurt. Once they were gone a smirk formed on my face.

I open the classroom door and walk out. A smirk was the only thing on my face as I walked.

"I have a plan."

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Lunch time and I was ready. Any second now. I stood out the best I could. Making it known I was ready. Ready for whatever they had to throw at me.

I stood in the middle of the room. Out of nowhere a bat which was wooden flew right at me. I smirked at the on coming object.

It hit me. Right in the head. I purposely fell back as if I didn't see it coming. The next thing I knew they were all on top of me.

In the background I heard screams. I heard John calling my name. I heard yells. I closed my eyes and just let it happen. That's just what I had to do.

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I woke up in the nurse's office. A small light was being shined in my eyes. I covered my eyes and groaned.

"You're awake." She said.

I sat up ignoring the headache that followed short after. I pushed the hair that fell onto my face away. My body hurt and from the looks of it you can tell I was in pain.

The nurse got up and grabbed a small square bandage. She unwrapped it and placed it on top of my eye and eyebrow.

"Something wrong with my eye?" I asked.

"Yes and many other parts of your body. I haven't seen anyone in this state before." She said.

The nurse than went onto bandaging my other parts that were pretty bad. Once she was done she left. I assumed to call the principal. I saw my stuff laying on a table.

I got up feeling the worst pain ever. I grabbed my phone and saw it was cracked. I turned it on. It still worked.

I saw Friend had texted me.

"What happened in the cafeteria? Everyone was screaming and yelling. Are you ok?" He said.

"Probably not." I texted.

The nurse opened the door and walked in.

"The principal wants to see you." She said.

I nodded and followed her. We walked through the quiet halls as classes went on. She opened the door for me and I walked in.

Everyone sat in a chair. The parents sat on one side the kids on another. Everyone stared at me. My parents got up and ran over to me.

"Oh (Y/N) are you ok. You look horrible." My mother said.

"Wow thanks." I said.

"I'm sorry it's just I didn't expect to see you this bad." She said.

"Please Miss (L/N) take a seat. We want to talk now." The principal said.

We went over what happened from all perspectives. What the guys told the principal was false information. Once everyone was done the principal came up with an idea.

"I will be right back with the school counselor. We will both discuss on an agreement." He said.

"Absolutely not. Just suspend these idiot boys and be over with it."

"Mom. Knock it off." I said.

The next second I felt a stinging pain in my cheek.

"(M/N)!!" My dad said.

My dad grabbed my mother's wrist and walked out the door. I rubbed my cheek and sighed.

"Sorry about that. She overreacts sometimes. Hitting is one of her reactions to people "talking back" to her. I should have saw that coming." I said.

"That's a surprise I hope that isn't a sigh of abuse because if it is I will get the police involved Miss (L/N)." He said.

"No no it's not she just overreacts a lot. I think it's because she never is really put under stress like this." I said.

"Hmm. Alright I'll brush it off for now.  I will go call the school counselor." He said.

My phone rang and I didn't pick up. I had it set to vibrate. It rang again. And again. And again. I sighed and finally pick it up.

"Hello?" I said.

I quickly put my phone as far away from my ear as possible.

"What the hell did you do?!?" Friend said.

He yelled so loud I'm pretty sure I heard him from down the hall.

"Nothing." I said.

"Bull-" He said but I ended the call.

I smirked and sat back in my chair. He rang again but I declined the call. Over and over again. Until the school counselor came through the door.

I turned my attention to him but I went into shock when I saw him.

"Scotty?" I asked.