The bell rang.
I repacked my bag, everyone had left. I got up and swung my back pack on my pack. Niall was waiting for me, leaning against the door frame. "What's up with you? And why did you leave me earlier?" He asked. The teacher was obviously still in the room. I grabbed his arm and pulling him down the corridor, he gave me again another confused look. "I needed to go to my locker and you weren't aware but it wasn't a very nice situation for me to be in" I said. "What are you on about? Okay fair enough you needed to go to your locker, but why wasn't it nice to be there?". At this moment the girls from earlier were coming up the corridor, they stopped opposite us and gathered in a group. There were more than last time. They were giggling and laughing like last time.
Niall noticed that I was eyeing them, "what did they do now?" He said huffing. Again I pulled him further down the corridor so they couldn't hear. "When you were talking, they were stood behind me. Bitching and laughing. I felt like utter shit" he didn't look surprised. "Why aren't you surprise?" I asked.
"Because they do it all the time, when ever I'm near a girl it's like they have to make her feel bad about herself. Mark one of my mate said they are just trying to get into the basketball teams pants. Don't worry about it, no one likes them anyway" he whispered the last part and winked at me. I smiled, "oh right, I didn't think they would be like that" I said. "Oh well they are" he looked over at them and the all giggled louder than before. I rolled my eyes, "come over mine after school? I need help in math" I ask him. He laughed, "yeah sure, we both have art again last". The bell rang signalling next lesson, I said goodbye to Niall and walked to my next lesson. He walked the other way. I passed the bitchy group, they all scowled at me.
I carried in walking to my next lesson. Trying not to feel like shit.

I know people say to ignore people like that, but is don't think that they realise how hard that is, I couldn't find a flaw in either of the girls. I couldn't even try to make one up.
When I look in the mirror and I can see at least 10 flaws straight away, my insecurities could eat me alive