Vik's POV

I snap out of it and look to Harry, who's staring at me in wonder.

"Form, we'll take you to form." I finish my sentence and look down at the ground as we walk down at the hallway. I feel my eyes burn with tears.

Stop crying, wimp, you deserved what he did to you. You deserve what you'll get with these two.

I hum as we sit outside form, school officially starts in 10 minutes.

"I don't believe we've introduced ourselves. I'm Tobi!" He shakes my hand and then Harry's.

"Harry."

"And I'm Vik," I say.

"Cool! I'm sure we'll be great friends! Now, on to the real business! Favourite pokémon?"

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Last period, Citizenship. Where we learn all about the things going on in the world and how to deal with them, basic human things. One of the few lessons I don't have with Harry, but I do have with Tobi.

I learnt that Tobi is a somewhat badass. Backchat towards teachers, talks in class, bit off a rebel. But he's so kind, and sweet towards me. I want to melt. I don't want to admit it, but it's a crush.

And I've only known him for about 5 hours.
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It's here, in citizenship, where it happens.

"Right then! In your books draw a picture of your family and write down some emotions connected to them, especially your parents!" Our teacher says.

You worthless piece of shit, your parents didn't care enough to stay.

I won't listen.

Yes, you will.

I won't.

The emotions you feel for your parents?

Shut up.

I bet you feel glad that they didn't have to deal with your pathetic ass.

No.

Ugly.

Stop.

Retarded.

My breathing is coming quickly now, hyperventilating.

This is why Lachlan did what he did.

I'm full on engaged with a panic attack.

This is why he left you.

I sob, attempting to catch my breath. Tobi, who sits next to me now, has noticed, I hope no one else has, but we sit in the back so no one should have.

"Miss! Could you help me with this?" Tobi calls out, to get her attention. She looks over, about to say something about him calling out, when Tobi points at me and she speed walks over.

But it's too late now. I know what comes next, but do they? I see the black edges and I know, inevitably, i will pass out. My head hits the table with a thump and I am now out.

Anytime that I pass out, it's usually only for a maximum of 10 minutes. I've passed out before, from panic attacks. It's almost like when you fake being asleep. I can feel things, I just can't move them and I can't see.

So I feel when someone picks me up, I feel a hard, toned chest as strong arms littered with bracelets carry me. And I giggle inside, knowing it's Tobi.