Bradley quickly rushed down the hallway, avoiding contact with anybody. He bumped into an arguing pair and mumbled a fast 'sorry' before scurrying off to his next class.

Melanie's POV:
I stumbled back as a lanky dude bumped into me and Nathan. He mumbled a quick 'sorry' before speed-walking away.
"What a douche." Nathan muttered as he tried to get my attention.
I was frozen. I rarely have to be in social situations as I get creeped out by everyone (Or the other way around.)
"Yeah, yeah." I said agreeing to whatever he said. I looked down to see that the stranger dropped his book. I grabbed it and flipped it to the first page. Bradley Thompson. I muttered a bye to Nathan and ran in the same direction this Bradley kid went.

I looked behind me as the guy I bumped into shot me a menacing glance as I bowed my head down once again, I noticed the girl who was with him was following me so I picked up my pace and landed in front of my class' door and stood there silently, waiting for the teacher to arrive as the hallways slowly started to clear up when students were reminded by the second bell that it was time for first period.

Melanie's POV:
The guy started to speed up and I started to jog to catch up with him. I finally saw him stop at a class and started to slow my jogging. I crept behind him and tapped him on his shoulder. Woah he's really tall in comparrison to me. I tried to steady my breathing rate before saying something.
"Boo." I said grinning like a freak

I jumped in my spot slightly as the girl was behind me, I mumbled a low 'Hi' with a kind half-smile and turned around again, hoping I wouldn't have to engage in conversation any further.

Melanie's POV:
I frowned as he turned around again. I tapped his shoulder once more.
"You dropped your book." I murmured quietly looking at the floor thinking I scared him.
I held the book out whilst looking away from his face.

Cringing internally, I looked back and took the book back, "Uh, th-thanks?" I whispered and watched the teacher walk to the class. She looked sad so I thought of some conversation.
"Um, uh, are you new here or--?"

Melanie's POV:
He spoke, what do I say? I'm not prepared for this. My brain is telling me to abort mission and run away but my senses are telling me not too.
"Yeah, heh." I said hoping he won't think I'm a creepy weirdo. I just want friends to be absolutely honest, but I can never know what to say so I shut myself out. I never knew what to say when dad was around. But he liked it that way anyways. I felt my eyes welling up with tears, so I blinked repeatedly whilst looking at the floor so the guy wont notice my tears. Why do I keep reminiscing at the worst moments?
"Umm I-I need to- Never mind." I mumbled before sprinting away into the girls lavatories.

"Oh," I mumbled as the girl disappeared. She had started crying. I wasn't the best at social situations, so I didn't know how to react exactly. Maybe I said something wrong? She ran into the girls bathroom, but she seemed like a good person, so I didn't think she'd miss class. I shuffled into the lesson with the rest of the chattering students.

Melanie's POV:
Wiping the tears off my cheaks, I fixed myself before finding my class. My nose was bright red and I kept on sniffling. My jade eyes were slightly red from my blubbering. I have maths with.. Mr Coleman. Room 213, 214, 215 and finally room 216. I shoved the door open to find every single pairs of eyes on me. Being scared was the last thing I wanted to feel. Melanie Rodriguez is never scared. But at that moment my throat closed up making it hard to breath.
"Miss Melanie?" Mr Coleman asked making me tremble in fear.
"Y-yes." I responded looking at the floor.
"Why are you so late?" He questioned with a strict expression laced upon his features.
"N-no reason," I stuttered hoping that he would stop asking questions.
"Tsk tsk tsk, being late on your first day isn't a good sign. You're probably a little rebel and troublemaker. Just like your father." He said smirking at me.
Audible gasps filled the rooms. How dare he compare me to that worthless piece of shit.
"And you're probably a balding middle aged teacher suffering from depression after his wife left him for a man with a better job." I hissed with venom in my tone. I walked closer to him before saying "And the thing is, What I said is true."
I gave him the biggest smirk before sitting in a random seat and placing my legs on the table. His face turned into a deep shade of red before him calming himself down and continuing with the lesson.
I turned my head to the side to see that Bradley kid right next to me.

My eyes widened as the fight unravelled before me, I stayed silent and began to doodle in the corner of my notebook, hoping not to get involved. I heard a noise net to me, so I looked up from the sketch of some random people and saw the so called Melanie girl sitting next to me. I gulped and kept silent as I had done so before.

Melanie's POV:
"Well class I'll be back in 15 minutes." And with that Mr Coleman left in a blink on a eye.
I started drawing a new portrait on my phone. It was of a girl surrounded by words such as Worthless and Ugly. Before I could process what could happen a tall jock grabbed my phone out of my hand and started to look through my phone.
"GIVE THAT BACK!" I yelled not wanting him to look through personal things. I mentally began to panic as I tried to get my phone back. I looked around the class hoping someone could help me but everyone seemed to be laughing at my distress.
"Please give it back." I pleaded hoping that I could persuade him to give it back.
He just laughed in return. "If you want it come get it."
He started to dangle it in the air way above my head so I couldn't reach it if I even tried. I really need help at the moment.

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