you had transfered to another highschool, for reasons. And you struggled to fit in. Again., you dreaded going to school, what was the point in trying?

But. You found someone to talk to, you felt happy that you found someone of your same humour, texting eachother night and day, from minutes to hours, you talked and talked like the world was gonna end.

The moment it hit Monday, your world had flipped, she started ignoring you. Barely listening when you spoke, say and day passed and it became worser, she laughed at you with her friends, shamelessly. So what if you were behind her? She couldn't care less, more and more, the gossiping became bullying, calling you names, the one that bothered you the most. "Loser lesbian." Now that was out, your classmates avoided you more.

Countless bruises on your face every time you left school. You walked down the hallway to go to the bathroom, you looked Infront of you, there across from you, Marianne walking with her friends, she stared up at you and started snickering.

As you two walked past eachother, she purposely bumped into your shoulder, causing you to stagger.

"Loser." She said, watching you with a smirk, her freinds started laughing wne snickering at you, what a bother.

She loved having you on a leash.