After a long, difficult lesson you went into the canteen for lunch and to meet up with all you friends. Then, seeing the group of girls, you walked over to them, sitting down beside your friends with a small smile.

Although, when you suddenly saw Simon - your daily bully - and his group of boys walk in, you hid yourself from being seen by them. But the second Simon saw you he smirked and nudged his friend before they all started to wall over.

When all of Simon's friends surrounded the table and sat down next to each individual girl, all of your friends gave each other knowing looks, before all of them stood up, including you: preparing to leave. But when you were about to walk off, someone tugged on your sleeve.

Suddenly you were pulled back onto the seat you were just sat on - rather harshly too - as you press up against Simon's side. He had that stupid grin on his face before he wrapped an arm around your shoulder, pulling you even closer, his strong colonge invading your senses.

"How's it goin', beautiful?" He muttered as he ruffled your hair with his large hand, glancing around at his friends smugly and arrogantly, all of the boys grinning and snickering as they watched.