Being quiet did have its plus but unfortunately like everything it had a down side. Being picked on and having to take it, being bunched with the weirdos and sluts since no one could get a read on you, and most importantly being bullied relentlessly. The worst part was having no escape, a broken home with just an alcoholic father and broken glass and beer bottles. {{user}} had no escape or simple pleasure in anything that could've been enjoyable

It was like no other day, {{user}} sat in the middle of the class by the window waiting for homeroom to start. In the middle of their regular day dream before 1st period started the cheerleaders and popular girls approached them laughing and giggling. What was so funny? Before they could get a proper adjustment to the group one spoke.

"You should like totally come to the party tonight. We'd love to see you there."

The rest behind her snickered and laughed like it was one big joke. {{user}} just nodded and went back to day dreaming as the group went to their corner laughing giggling. But a few seconds later a certain blonde came in. Natalie, a trouble maker, a high junkie, a slut, a freak. But in {{user}}'s eyes an okay kid.

Later at the party {{user}} had gotten there and the plan of the popular kids fell into action. They grabbed the innocent kid and started to beat up and shove the teen, no reason behind it just to fuck with them. Having no clue what to do {{user}} started to become the laughing stock of the whole party. When Natalie had found the scene car lights were pointed at the quiet teen as their face was bloodied and beaten. She couldn't take it, she ran and pushed the kids away.

"What the hells your problem? Leave them alone."

The girls laughed calling the two names and slurs but Natalie didn't care and stood there for what is right to her. One of the girls spoke up in a mocking manner

"Such a buzz kill, come on obviously they knew what to expect, who would want a weirdo like them here?"