*Laurel's POV*

I glanced over at Tami to see her eyes scanning the floor frantically. She always tried so hard to make it seem like nothing bothered her but I knew better. We stopped outside her first class. I placed a hand on her shoulder.
"Hey. Remember what I said. The more you dwell on it the more it'll hurt. Their insults are just empty cries for attention."
She looked up at me and smiled her usual fake smile.
"I'm not dwelling," Tami said. Lie.
"I'm fine don't worry about me." She continued. Another lie. I smiled weakly at her and pulled her in for a tight hug.
"If you have any problems in class then text me and meet me in the toilets ok?" I spoke faster as the bell went. She nodded at me slowly and I began to run towards my biology classroom.

Students piled into the room in the normal cliques and as usual their eyes would never fall on me. Remember those silent kids you'd always see in the back corner of the class alone? That was me in every class. Always ignored and rarely ever spoken to. The only reason I'd be spoken to by others was for the answers or if others kids wanted to copy my work. The blonde in front of me turned around on her chair and slapped her ruler on my desk, popping her gum with her teeth. The smell of cigarettes just radiated out of her mouth and off her clothes. I leant back in my chair.
"Answers." She stated. I sighed and turned my book around for her to copy down the messy scribbles and notes that were scattered across my page. I enjoyed watching the other students faces twist with confusion as they failed to understand any of my work. She put her pen down and stared at me.
"Why was you talking to that freak chick Whats her face before class?" She questioned. I looked at her and furrowed my eyebrows.
"Why should I tell you? It's not really relevant to anything that concerns you." I responded.
"Y'know you could be so popular if you hung out with me and my friends. I can get you guys galore and get you in on all the gossip and-" I cut her off mid sentence.
"And treat other kids like shit? And dress like a slut? And sleep with 20 different guys in one week? Sorry. Not my thing. Thanks sugartits." I said with enthusiastic sarcasm and I kissed my teeth at her. She gasped, slapping me clean across the face and leaving shallow cuts across my face made by her amateur fake nails.
"Don't talk to me like that you b*tch!!" She stands up in her chair.
"MISS MARTINEZ PLEASE SIT DOWN. Miss Cook go to the nurses office and get cleaned up." I cower slightly as my biology teacher's shouts get directed in my direction but I slowly calm down when I realise they weren't for me. And they weren't my dad's shouts. The heat spread across my cheek from the scratches but the pain was nowhere to be found. I packed up my stuff and quickly and quickly stepped through the room to the door, avoiding the many glances I had earned myself. Once out I pulled out my phone to see that Tami had texted my approximately 3 minutes ago.

Same guys. Same words. Same pain
-Tami x

I made my way quickly to the girls toilets to hear the familiar sound of sobbing.
"Tami...?" I said.
"I'm in here." She sobbed. I turned the corner to see the tear tracks down her face that had left red marks. Her eyes grew wide and she gasped.
"Laurel your face!" I raised my hand to my cheek and received a familiar wave of pain. Small but enough to make you cringe.
"It's nothing don't worry," I started.
"Now then. Wanna talk about what happened?" I asked her. I watched as her lip started to quiver and she played with her sleeves. I pulled her into a hug and stroked her back.

Looks like today really was going to be hell.

A/N
Just a short one for today. Me and Tami are gonna try and get updates out as soon as we can to make up for the hiatus. So hope you enjoy.
Love you guys x