(More Flashbacks)

(Virgil's Point of View)

Beep! Beep! Beep! Went my alarm clock, telling me to get out if bed. I got out of bed, 'Another day of school.... great.' I thought.

I went into the bathroom and opened my cabinet. I took out my pill bottle. "Better take these before school..." I mumbled downing more than I should have, "lets hope they work today.." I mumbled, putting the anti-depression pill bottle away.

I put my hoodie on and my black jeans. Then, I found my black shoes with purple laces, and put them on.

"Alright.." I mumbled, putting my books into my backpack, and putting it on,
"Oh! Almost forgot to put my eyeshadow and foundation on!" I mumbled, going back into my bathroom.

I opened my cabinet again, and while I I was reaching for my foundation and eyeshadow, my hand brushed against my razor. It still had stains and marks from the last time I used it.

I grabbed my stuff and started applying it to my face, hiding my freckles, and my ugly face.

"Okay, now I can go." I said, finishing up my face, putting away my things, and grabbing my backpack.

I walked downstairs, not even trying to step foot into the kitchen. I walked over to the sidewalk, seriously considering running into the road and letting a car smacc me, but I resisted that urge, and kept walking to school.

As I walked down the hallway of the school, I almost bumped into him but I swerved and didn't. "Hey!" He yelled. Well, sh*t! I turned around. "Y-yes?" I asked. "W-well I- I was wondering w-why you thi-think you can av-avoid me." He said, mockingly. "I don't know to be honest." I said, trying my best not to stutter.

"Come here, freak." He said. I walked over to him. "Yeah?" I asked, trying not to run away. I honestly don't want to deal with his sh.t today, but he will just bug me later and probably hurt me, so I need to stay here and chill.

He looked at his friends, "Do y'all wanna have fun today?" He asked. They nodded. Crap, I know what his fun is and I do not want to have to run away today. "J-Jason please, don't." I pleaded.

"Too late." He said. Worth a shot. I started running, knowing that he will eventually catch up, but I didn't care.

He came after me, followed by his friends. I past three boys while running, and I heard the one in the middle, who's face was a little darker on one side, say to his friends, "Do y'all ever notice how often he is running from them?" They nodded.

Eventually, I came to a corner. Craaaaap! I'm dead. "Gotcha~." Jason said. His friends snickered. I just sat down in the dark hallway.

A few of the lights down this hallway don't work, the perfect spot to sit and cry in. I put my head in my knees, hoping that they would go away, but I am not that lucky.

Jason grabbed my arm, and pulled me up. Then he slapped my face. I didn't feel it, because he hits me all the time. Then he punch my stomach, dropping me to the floor. Okay, that hurt a little. He kicked me in the stomach. Ow, god, what did my stomach do to you?!

He kept kicking me, but seeing no reaction from me, moved to a different spot. He kicked my nose. I started bleeding.

But, then he crossed the line. He pulled out the knife. Crap! Not today...please....

He pulled me up, looking satisfied by my nose. He pulled up my sleeve, expecting to see cuts, only to find a ponytail around my wrists. "Dang it, I was expecting to see cuts to reopen here." He frowned. Lucky for me, the cuts have faded. I'm just glad he doesn't know what the ponytail is for...

"Guess I will just have to make new ones." He said. I squirmed a little, not wanting new ones. He yanked my hand forward, putting the knife blade against my skin. He slid it across, making a trail of blood go down my arm.

It felt so good! I have been trying to stop, but I think he just restarted me. Just as I thought I was getting better..

"What is going on down here?" A teacher asked. I whimpered. As soon as I realized what I did, I slapped my hand over my mouth, making blood go everywhere, and making Jason drop me in the process. Thud! Oww...

"You three go get ready for class!" She said, "You shouldn't be in this hallway until the lights are fixed!" I hid in the shadows of the corner, knowing that no one will see me there. "Yes, Mrs. Anderson..." Jason and his friends said. Jason turned around a bit and glared at me, obviously blaming me for Mrs. Anderson finding us.

They all walked away, Mrs. Anderson not even realizing that I was sitting there in the shadows bleeding.

As soon as they left I grabbed my backpack and fumbled through it, looking for something to clean and wrap the cuts. Then I found them. "Okay..." I mumbled very quietly. I cleaned them up and wrapped them. Now I need to get to my locker before the bell rings.

I put on my backpack and speed walked to my locker. As I walked down the hallway I bumped into a super hot guy- I MEAN the most popular guy in school: Roman. "Hello, good sir!" Roman said. "H-hi..." I chocked out. "You good?"

"Yeah, it's jut... I-I never thought anyone would ever talk to me nicely... especially you! The popular one." I said, remembering all the bad experiences I had with popular people.

"Just because you are popular, doesn't mean that you have to be mean." He said, fake offended. "I suppose that is true..." I responded, smiling up at him a little. "I don't have any popular friends...or friends at all, so I wouldn't know" I said.

"Why don't you have any friends? You seem quite likable, in my opinion." Roman said. "Ha, nice joke. I am the least likable person in the world. And ew, socialization!" I said. "You seem great." He said, looking deep into my eyes. I felt a blush creep to my cheeks. 'Good thing I am wearing foundation' I thought.

"Thanks." I responded as cooly as possible, "But in case you haven't noticed, I am sooo~ unpopular, everyone mocks me." I said.

"Things can change." He said, flashing me a dazzling smile. Ring! Ring! Ring! The bell went. Dang it, I didn't even get anything out of my locker. "Time for class...oh, I- uh- didn't catch your name?" Roman asked me. "Didn't throw it." I responded, walking to class. 'Woah, a hot guy smiled at me and talked to me without a trace of mockery!' I thought.

(Roman's Point of View)

After that boy- I will call him Emo Nightmare, left, Jason came up behind me. "Roman and Emo Nightmare sittin in a tree, K I S S I N G!" He said. "Bro, did you hear me call him Emo Nightmare from my brain?" I asked. "No, I heard you mumble it under your breath." He said, laughing. "Oh, haha, alright." I said, "Do you know his real name?" I asked.

"I do, but you gotta figure that out yourself." He said. "Okay." I said. "Hey, um... Emo Nightmare said that everybody mocks him.... can I ask you to help protect him from those people?" I asked. "Sure, Roman, I can protect him." He said smiling. "Thanks, Jason." I said. "See you later, byeee." I said walking to class. "Byee." He said.

(Virgils Point of View)

(After class)

I walked down the hall to my locker, when I felt someone tap my shoulder. "Yeah?" I asked, turning around to see a girl who looked mad at me.

"A-are you okay?" I asked her. "Don't you know who I am?!" She asked. "That broke lady that works at McDonalds?" I asked, jokingly.

"No! I am Destiny Durnin!" She said, fiercely. "So... that broke lady that works at McDonalds." I said, still joking.

"I am the richest kid in the school, thank you very much!" She said in offense. "Are... are you sure, because you kind of look like THAT BROKE GIRL THAT WORKS AT MCDONALDS..." I said, squinting at her.

"I look nothing like that ugly girl at McDonalds!" She yelled . "So... you are insulting yourself.." I said.

"I am not insulting myself!" She yelled so loud I thought I would go deaf. "Woah, woah, calm down grease lady!" I said. "Aurghh!" She yelled, frustrated.

"Calm down! You are wasting the energy you need to make chicken nuggets at McDonalds!" I said. "AAAAGHH!" She screamed.

"Man, I thought everyone that worked at McDonalds was like 'I'm lovin' it' but I guess you are hatin' it." I said. She stormed off, not even telling me what she wanted. Typical McDonalds workers. (I do not mean to offend anyone by this little McDonalds thing, I just thought that this would be funny...)

(After next class)

Time for lunch. My least favorite part of the day. Great. I walked into the cafeteria and sat down at my table in the back. The loser table. My parents don't give me any lunch money, which is fine because I don't really want it.

I pulled out my sketchpad and started drawing. I drew random sketches that I could perfect later for a while and before I knew it, lunch was over. Yay.

(Time skip, 'cause why friggin' not)

I walked home, then went into my room, noticing the cleanliness of the whole house, I pulled out my homework and began.

(When Virgil finished his homework because I'm too lazy)

"Dinner, children!" Mother yelled. 'Hmmm...' I thought, 'today I will skip supper.'

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