Turns out, a scare of a broken nose, gets you a day out of school and a trip to the hospital. Our waiting time was cut down with how serious my injury was.

I had a few missed texts from Horan, who I was more comfortable calling by his surname. There was a little bit of not trusting him because of what happened. How can you be in the friend group and not know? It's just impossible!

Our family assistant was taking care of me today, because my parents are on dayshifts.

"What happened to your nose?" asked The Doctor. "Are you able to remember?"

I don't dare move as my head was throbbing.

I explained it quite quick, so I didn't have to repeat myself. "We were outside playing football, and someone hit the ball directly to my nose."

The Doctor nods showing he was listening. "And was this another girl? Was it on purpose?"

I shrug, knowing it was okay to move my body from the neck down. I didn't get as much pain from moving that part. It was mostly where the injury was that was the issue. I was quite careful with what I said around the Professionals.

You never know what will happen if you say something, because it could be reported. Having this reported would just end up with more targeted bullying again. It's bad enough as it was, and I didn't need more of it.

"You don't want to say, do you?"

I stay silent hoping it was enough as an answer.

"That should be enough, but unfortunately, there's not much we can do at the hospital. Will you phone the police?"

I didn't want it to get worse. Especially, if the police, will likely not do anything either.

"The police can arrest them if the bullying gets more physical, and more extreme," explains The Nurse to my Helper. "I will advise you to call them if it does."

"I don't think Pheobe would want to call them, especially with how extreme it is already. How is the nose? Is it broken?" said Avery, my family's assistant.

"No, but it is fractured, and it should heal on its own without a surgery. You won't even notice a difference."

"Are we okay to go?" I ask, feeling brave enough to talk. "I want to go back to school."

"After all this?" said the Nurse. "I would advise having the first few days off. I'll write a note."

I knew from that point onwards that I was going to deal with harassment from the Popular group.