As I glare at the group I felt anxiety bite at my stomach. But anger built in my body. I could feel all the hate I felt for this group because they chased out my other friends. I can't stand them.
Though they were bullies, I wasn't very scared. Only really nervous, I didn't want to become a new target. Then again I probably already am a target.
"What you staring at, twat?" Nogla sneered.
I shrunk back, hugging my knees.
Someone scoffed. "She's weak." I look up to see a smirking Wildcat. I gave him a small, not very noticeable dirty look.
A person crouched in front of me, and stared.
"And what's you're name?" A voice asked, sounding innocent.
  "A name that you don't need to know." I hissed back, as laughter bursted out from the others. I smirked, while the man looked frustrated. It was Vanoss, which he rolled his eyes. He got all up in my face, our noses almost touching.
  "You do that again and I'll hurt you." He threatened. I just rolled my eyes.
  "And?" I asked, my stubborn side showing. I am NOT dealing with this. He let out a sound that sounded a lot like a growl, and then slapped me across the face. I whimpered, and the others stared, then one snickered.
  "Not so tough as you act, are you..?" Wildcat sneered.
  I stood, and stared at them. These boys chased away my best friends and friends. I hate them all and I want nothing to do with them. I look left and right, and I booked it toward the right, an exit door awaiting around the corner. I skid around the corner, my muscles screaming for me to stop since I never really ran, but I kept going, taking long, quick strides. I burst through the exit door, and race off.
  As I go to turn around another corner on the outside of the school, an arm snaked its way around my stomach. The person had muscles, and I couldn't get free. I wriggled as much I could, trying to slide down out of his grasp.
  "And where do you think you're going?" A voice whispered in my ear. I winced, as I realized it was Vanoss, and I was able to break free. How? I kicked him right in the private area.
  I booked it, takin all sorts of turns to some how throw them off. I felt a person roughly grab me from behind, using both arms this time. They squeezed me, making it hard for me to move or breath. I wheezed in an attempt to get air.
  "I can't... breath!" The person just chuckled a bit and their grip loosened a tad bit, but they wouldn't let go.
  "Let me go!" I shrieked, trying to get free.
  "Nope!" A man says, but his voice sounded gentle and playful. This man had to be Bryce. At least it wasn't Wildcat or Vanoss, I guarantee they would have killed me on the spot.
  I glared at Vanoss as he stood in front of me, looming over me. He was tall, that's for sure.
  He used his pointer finger and thumb to lift up my chin. He stared right into my eyes and looked me up and down, and I just stared at him, hatred blazing in my eyes and clearly showing in every jerky move I made. I huffed in frustration as Bryce still wouldn't let go.
  "Get her out of my sights. I don't care what you do." Vanoss growled at the others and they all snickered.
  "Let's beat her up!" I hear Basically and Wildcat shout.
  (At this point you had no idea what was going on. But you did realize that Bryce was quiet the whole time till the others shut up.)
  "No guys!" Bryce whined. "She's too adorable to beat up!" He turned me around and pinched my cheek as a joke. He let go, but made sure I didn't try to run away as I rubbed my red cheek.
  "Ow!" I huffed.
  "Bryce I swear to god." A voice mumbled in the back of the big group of boys standing in front of me. He pushed his way to the front. "Fine. We won't hurt her." Bryce cheered silently in the background, as Ohmwrecker walked up and easily picked me up with one arm, as I hung limply on his shoulder.
  The others were quiet, I'm guessing not trying to question the mans choices.
  He simply carried me back to the library, put me down, and walked off.
  I had no intentions on following him and asking why he did that, but by the way he acted I could tell he was in a bad mood. He was slumped over, his hood with his small bunny ears was over his head, and his hands were in his jean pockets.
  I just quietly waited for him to leave the library, before I quickly grabbed my stuff and raced off to the next class. I was not waiting around for those buttholes to get back.

  I know it's so bad! But I'm tired and knowing me, my brain is dead when I'm tired so all my like detailed ideas wither away. .-.
Anyway I hope you enjoyed!
~Author~chan