"Sometimes it's better to stay silent than to tell others what you feel because it will only hurt you when you know they can hear you but they can't understand."

-Unknown

I felt a shove.

I fell down with my bag hurdling right behind me. I felt another kick. Then a laugh. I turned my head to see who the owner of the voice was. I couldn't believe it. 

It was Sapphira. I was shocked. After all these years, she was back. 

I could hear the sniggers of people behind me and see the few pitying glances of the people that felt sorry for me but were too scared to do anything. Typical.

"What happened Sandra? Tripped on one of those lace boots of yours?" I heard a voice say sarcastically.

I clenched my fists together and squeezed my eyes so she couldn't see my tears.

"Not really Abbey. And no. Your friend kicked me. Looks like she wasn't thinking before reacting."

She angrily turned her head towards me,

"What!?"

"You heard me," I squeaked...

Her glaring eyes cut me and her best friend Meggie pulled me off the ground roughly.

"You can't say anything about that, loser. Did forget what YOU did to her boyfriend?!" Meggie hissed at me. 

"Don't push it, Fathead Fay, we don't take orders from elephants like you," Sapphira sneered at me before pushing me back on the ground and stepping on my laptop making another crack in it.

"Pity, I'd like to see things from your point of view but I can't seem to get my head that far up my  butthole." she sniggered and walked off with the rest of her friends.

I can't believe it. After all these years, they still hold a grudge against me for something that happened in 10th grade. It wasn't me who kissed Connor, he kissed me. But somehow, he found a way to blame it on me. Huh. Men. 

I slowly got up and picked up all my supplies and papers from the floor and started walking to my first class. Great. Physics. I get to sit in a room with our creepy 21-year-old teacher Mr. Martinez. 

When I reached class I wasn't surprised to be greeted by a sneer from Meggie's best friend, Fiona. Then Mr. Martinez stumbled towards me, staring at my chest.

"Hey there Sandra," he slurred. Anyone who hadn't met him before would have thought he was drunk but all of his students knew that was just the way he was. Even though I was creeped out and disgusted I greeted him and walked towards my seat. But when I reached there I was shocked by what I saw. 

Chelsea, my best friend, was laughing and giggling with no one other than Fiona. 

"Oh no..." Chelsea groaned, "It's Fathead Fay!"

I felt a stab in my throat. My best friend had called me by the mean name that my bullies tease me with. 

Fiona cackled and shook her head at me, "Even your so-called 'best friend' thinks you're fat!" 

"Best friend?" Chelsea sneered rudely, "Since when?" 

That made Fiona laugh even louder. 

"Chelsea," I squeaked, "Could I speak to you for a second?" 

Chelsea walked with me to the other corner of the room and sneered.

"What do you want?" she snapped.

Composing myself, I asked, "Why are you suddenly ganging up against me?"

I heard a snicker.

"I can't believe it!" Chelsea exclaimed and turned to Fiona, "It worked!"

Fiona laughed. Then I saw her put out something from her pocket. It was green. Then she pulled out something that looked exactly the same. It was money.

Fiona walked over and handed it to Chelsea.

"You win!" She chuckled. "I never thought ANYONE could become friend's with this loser. You proved me wrong Chelsea!"

I could hardly speak.

"Ch-Chelsea? Our whole friendship....was for a bet?"

Fiona started to look worried. "You aren't actually FRIENDS with her, are you?"

"Chelsea?" I stammered.

Ignoring me, my 'best friend' turned to Fiona. "Why would I want to be friends with someone who dresses so weirdly? She looks like she's mourning!"

They both started laughing and Fiona sighed in relief.

"She probably is!" Fiona exclaimed! "Mourning about her pathetic life!"

I raised my head furiously. Nobody, I mean NOBODY insults my fashion style.

"Ok, first of all, you can't talk FIONA because Little Miss Pink Princess isn't a great fashion label either! Secondly black is a great color to wear and it has nothing to do with mourning, and thirdly don't you DARE tell me how i should dress because you ain't any fashion diva!"

Fiona just looked at me amused, angering me even more. She knew how bad I was at standing up for myself. 

"Black is modest and arrogant at the same time. black is lazy and easy but mysterious! But above all black says this:"I DON'T BOTHER YOU-DON'T BOTHER ME!!" I yelled at the top of my lungs.

Then I turned around to see the entire class staring at me, gobsmacked. The entire room was quiet until I heard a distant cackle. It was Fiona. I turned to see what Mr. Martinez was doing about this, but he just had headphones on and was staring at his computer. As always. 

"Who quoted that line, Sandra?" Chelsea hissed my name as if it was a curse word.

"Yohji Yamamoto," I answered furiously. 

"What a freak!" Fiona pointed at me and yelled and started laughing again. This time the entire class joined in with her.

"FREAK! FREAK! FREAK!" they all chanted. 

I looked around the entire classroom. Everyone was laughing with Fiona and mocking me. Some started throwing stationary , another pulled my books away and started ripping them apart. I saw Chelsea on the phone yelling for somebody to come over while still laughing. Seconds later, I saw all of Mrs. Fry's math class come over and join in with the taunting too. Great. Now Sapphira and Meggie were here too. Not long after, Abbey came to join them. I wanted to yell, I wanted to cry and run away. But my body wouldn't respond. 

Then the world started to slow down in front of my eyes. I saw my bullies walking closer and closer to me. Abbey pulled off my favorite beanie and ripped it to shreds. Sapphira walked towards me and scratched my face. Creating another scar on me, but only this time it was visible. Then finally Chelsea walked towards me and ripped off my skull necklace and threw it to the floor, smashing it into a million pieces.

"You're nobody to us." 

That was the last straw. I pushed Chelsea to the ground with all my might. I punched Sapphira in the face and kicked Fiona with all my might. These lace boots really pay off. Then I went up to Abbey and Meggie and pulled their collars towards me with all my might. 

"You can push me to the ground. You can call me names. You can beat me till I crumble. But you can never, ever touch my skull necklace and get away with it." I hissed.

They looked terrified out of their mind. Abbey nodded her head hastily. Then she looked behind my shoulder and the color drained out of her face.

I turned around to see nobody other than Principal Marks staring at me furiously. 

I pushed Abbey and Meggie to a side and ran out of the school as fast as my legs could take me. 

It was over.

~

I had finally slowed down and looked around and where I was. Yes, I was at the spot. My secret spot. 

The edge of the cliff of the smallest mountain in this town. I sat at the top of the cliff and cried my eyes out. It had started again. The torture had started again. 

"I don't want to live anymore!" I cried to the mountains. 

But that's when I realized. 

I didn't have to. 

Nobody liked me, I didn't even like myself. Everyone's life would be better without me.

So I got up. 

Took a step forward for Chelsea and her backstabbing nature. Took another step forward for Cooper and his lying self. Another step, for my bullies and the way they treated me, and finally a step forward for the remains of my skull necklace, the one with so much meaning behind it.  

I took my last glance of the world.

And then I jumped. 

I regretted it the second I did it. 

But there was nothing that I could do then. 

For I had already hit the ground. 

And my world turned black. 

~

I opened my eyes and I saw the cliff right above me. So, I was still alive. But then a wave of pain rushed through me. I looked around, my vision still blurry and saw I was looking at a face that looked exactly like mine. Their eyes were exactly the same. Their nose was exactly the same. Their mouth was exactly the same. But then I heard them gasp. And I screamed as loud as I could and blacked out again.

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