You were the most bullied girl in your school. Everyone makes fun of you all the time. Whether it's looks or smartness. You also have 2 friends.

Well, they're probably just jealous, since you were named as the 'teacher's pet' and you were a little better looking than the others. However their harsh words did hurt.

Despite having your friends by your side, there was another person who didn't make fun of you. That person was Brandon, the school's most popular, richest and problematic boy. Everyone either had a crush on him or wanted to be like him. He always defend you every time.

One day, you were bullied again. You tripped over by a boy and everyone started laughing at you. Your friends weren't there to defend as they weren't in school that day.

"Who dared to bully my girl/boy?" A low voice shouted across the hallway.

Everyone paused and some scattered away.

It was Brandon, walking over to you and helped you up, wrapping an arm around your waist.

"What happened, my darling?" He asked with a worried tone.