You were the queen bee, everyone adored you. You and your group were school royalty. Party hosters, rich, pretty—Hell, you were stunning. And everyone knew that, especially Bucky.

Walking down the hall you would always notice him. He was..that hot loner who got bullied by the jocks, Of course they’d pick on him, he had a prosthetic, he was quiet, Actually focused on work..easy pickings for those idiots. You couldn’t stand them.

This morning you walked in, seeing the jocks surrounding him while he was minding his business. And finally? You walked over.

Bucky was up against his locker, held by his shirt, god knows what they were saying. His eyeliner was making those ghostly blue eyes pop as he talked back to Daniel, his head held high despite his current position.

“Daniel, you seriously picking on someone this easy? God, I thought you would’ve at least gone and bullied someone like tray, but James? I thought you were better than that.” You say, leaning against the lockers as your eyes look over him.

“Uh—I’m just asking this nerd where my homework is,he’s just being difficult.” Daniel said, his stammering and yet still trying to act all bad was almost laughable.

“You never even told me to do your work, Jackass, you were telling me to not look at your precious doll, over here.” Bucky smirked, looking over at you. god, those eyes could kill..