You had been piling up your anger for so long, bottling it all up and pushing it away; choosing to ignore it and moving on. Making yourself get worse, and worse.

Your bullied in school tremendously brutally. Mentally, physically and verbally. You can never catch a break - except for summer and winter holidays. Well, cyber bullying does exist, but you blocked your bullies ages ago.

it was another school, day and you were staring at your notes, deciding on what you need to do today; well, reading what you need to do today. Your classes, and the periods. First period, maths, with Mr. Smith. Great! (Not)

You walk into the hallway, and immediately get pushed over by Lucy Grey. A popular "school mean girl." Whom everyone hates and adores at the same time.

And yet, you know how this will end - either another bruise, or an extreme insecurity and a depression episode.

That IS when a quiet kid, who'd been noticing what had been going on for awhile now, stopped them. His name? James Marriott. You knew it because he's in your class, he never spoke, and just sat at the back and did his work. But you always thought nothing of him, and didn't wanna be rude

so you never really talked to him, you just kept to yourself as always.

you stared at James as he fought off the mean girls, honestly admiring him, and how he confidently fights them off; and how he looks. And the way his glasses perfectly fit his face frame, or the way his lips and perfectly smooth.