(Cameron Dallas as Lance Canon)

Recap:

He threw a rock just as I opened the window and it clanked me right in the forehead. Great. Just great.

"I was about to say I'm sorry. But I'm truly not."

Baylor's POV

My head still hurt from the impact of the rock but I looked forward too see Xavier still standing there looking like he had just won the lottery. It was super creepy because he had a large joker smile on his face and he had this wicked glint to his eyes. "What are you doing here?" I asked.

"I'm so sorry, Baylor! I didn't mean to!" He yelled and then ran out of the window.

I quickly shut the window and locked it tightly, making sure that Xavier was gone from sight before finally composing myself enough to walk to the bed. I didn't know if this was a dream or not but one thing was sure and it was that I was going to need some concealer to cover up the wound from the small, but sharp petal.

When I woke up my head was hurting and there was a dull roar in the back of my mind. When I opened my eyes I stared back at my wrecked room. There were sheets of paper all around my room, each of them saying one thing.

"Um."

On the background was a picture of my mother before she had passed, but someone had photoshopped her into a chair that you could easily see the horrible editing in. There were fake ropes tied around her and her mouth was covered by duck tape that was slightly off but it was not real. Who could do something so awful?

I really didn't have time for this as I ran down the stairs with my clothes halfway on, I slid them on the full way while heading down the stairs. When I got to the kitchen I grabbed an apple and then hurried out the door before grams could see me.

When I finally got there people were looking at me weirdly. Oh shit. I forgot to cover the wound in my forehead with concealer in my rush to get to school. My heart was beating frantically when I saw Lance, Xavier and Reid look my way. Xavier looked at me with a small smile and it widened a bit once he took in my appearance. Reid's eyes were angry once he saw the wound and Lance looked terrified because Reid grabbed him by the collar and shoved him into a wall.

Reid began screaming at Lance while Lance was shaking his head frantically. Sighing I knew that there would only be one person to stop them, and that would be me because what's better then a punching bag to get your anger out on. When I got there I grabbed Reid's arm and pried him off of Lance, then I told Lance to run. And he ran fast and far, he was the head sprinter for a reason.

Reid took some calming breaths and looked like he was about to hit something. I closed my eyes and waited for the impact to come but it never did and when I opened my eyes I was shocked. Reid looked at me with sorrow and pain filled eyes that appeared to have tears in them, but I had to be imagining that. Reid didn't cry. He got punched and kicked and sometimes even nicked but he never cried. He blinked his eyes back a few times and then the tears that were never fallen were gone. "I'm so sorry. So so so sorry for ever hurting you," he spoke and held my hands in his, "I will make it up to you."

It was then when I fell out of my daze. I slapped his hands off of mine and glared at him, "Good luck with that."

I turned and marched away from him. How could he think that by doing a few nice things could make up for years of torture that he had hurt me. He was dead wrong if he ever thought that we could even be friends, hell even acquaintances. He was my enemy.

He would never get anything of mine, no shred of myself. I was going to make sure of that. When I reached my locker most people backed away from the nearest ones because I always somehow managed to scare people when I dented lockers. Hey it's a stress reliever, but it hurts like hell afterwards so I am going to have to find a new hobby. My knuckles still have bruises from punching Lance. I mean that's not fair he can't have that hard of a jaw bone.

When I got my bags I headed quietly to chemistry hoping that something would turn out alright. I sat down at our lab groups and I turned to see Lance sitting beside me. Boy was I ever wrong.

"Okay so listen," he started after a minute of me scowling at him, "I know that I have bullied you-"

I scoffed at this but he gave me a look so I let him finish whatever he was going to say before I hurt him. "Well I wanted to say that I used you to climb the social latter and for that I'm um ah, really sorry. I never meant to hurt you so much but I couldn't let my rep go to waste. I'm sick of myself for even admitting that but. I'm sorry. And Reid has beat himself up about it for the past four days that you have been better, hell he beat himself up about t years ago for it also," Lance explained.

The teacher then decided to pick that awful time to come in so Lance hurried to his usual spot and I glared daggers at the table that was set in front of me. I seriously knew nothing that was happening in my life right now and I didn't like it.

So I am going to figure this out.

SO I HAVE MY STORY ENTERTAINMENT, AND I GOT TO CHAPTER TEN THEN I WASNT MOTIVATED ENOUGH SO I AM GOING TO ASK FOR YOUR IDEAS ON HOW TO ADD THE NEXT PART OF IT. I ADDED A QUICK EPILOGUE BUT I ACTUALLY NEED A PLOT SO PEOPLE PLEASE COMMENT AND PM ME YOUR IDEAS AND IF I LIKE YOURS THEN I WILL DEDICATE TO YOU A CHAPTER IN EACH OF MY BOOKS. TYSM AND HAPPY HOLIDAYS.

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-Jo