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lia gasped as she closed her locker. she was about to look at my nose when she froze.

"right." she mumbled.

she turned her attention back to the locker and opened it, only for her to slam it in harder back in my face.

hissing, i glared up at her as she picked out her books innocently.

i could feel blood trickling down my nose.

"that hurts, you know?" i asked her as she took out her books.

"so?"

i could hear neymar's loud laughter from where our lockers were. i took out my kerchief and placed it on my nose.

"if its broken, i'm going to smack you." i said as i walked away from her.

i'm joking. totally. i'd never hit her. out of anger nor seriousness. never.

i walked back to neymar.

"follow me to the doctor's office." i mumbled as he snorted.

"you a big girl. go do it yo self."

i glared at him.

"just kidding, bitch. c'mon."

he laced his arm through mine and we walked to the doctor's office.

-

the school doctor examined the bone in my nose. luckily, it wasn't broken or i would've cried. after the check up, neymar and i went to class, where i saw lia.

taking my seat beside her, she mumbled, "is it broken?"

"no." i answered and took out my work book.

~ minutes later, a paper landed on my desk from beside me and i opened it.

why do you bully me if you're so nice to me alone?

i wrote back, idk.

i handed her the paper and then started writing back my notes from off of the board.

you do know, so answer me, rosalie.

i ignored the paper after i read it. i heard her let out a low scoff and i sighed. i wanted to be honest with her but, i cant. no matter how much i put myself to it.

lia is a smart girl. i know that. she's beautiful, cute, kind, lovely, quiet, everything someone would need their significant other to be.

i don't know if she likes girls or not. i dont know if she even finds me attractive or whatever.

who would if they get picked on every day by that one specific person?

sighing at my thoughts, i took up the paper and stuffed it in my pocket.

-

two periods later and it was now lunch time. the time where i make the most trouble with lia. but today i wasn't feeling it. i wanted to give her a break.

buying my lunch, i sat down at the table where neymar and i normally sit and rested my stuff down, then placed my head on the table.

"whats up with you?" neymar asked as he sat down in front of me.

"nothing." i mumbled as i closed my eyes.

my nose hurts. i'm sad. i want to cry. i want my mommy. i want ice cream. i need everything. i just need someone.

i felt neymar wrapped his arms around my shoulders as he slid around the seat beside me.

"bestie, what's wrong?" he asked softly.

"nothing is wrong." i responded.

"bruh, i know when you're sad. so wassup?"

"i'm just not feeling it."

"i'm gonna let this go." neymar said and i hummed, "plus, ivy is coming."

i let out a groan.

"i'm sleeping." i mumbled to him quietly.

ivy's is the school's whore. when i hooked up with her, i made a wrong mistake. she wouldn't let up after the couple of times we fucked. i told her i wasn't into anything with her but she didn't care and kept bugging me.

"lee." her annoying chirpy voice came in my ear.

i ignored her.

"rosalie." she snapped.

cant this bitch see that i dont want to talk to her?

"fine, have it your way." ivy mumbled and her heels clicked against the floor as she walked away from me.