" Camilla!!!" My mum shouted from downstairs.
"I'm coming mum!" I said as I hurried down the stairs quickly with my hands clutched on my school bag.
" You gonna be late for school, Camilla," My mum said smiling a bit at me as she served scrambled eggs and toast for me.
"Mum, she's such a weirdo," Lillian said rolling her eyes.
" Whatever," I murmured adjusting my big frame eyeglasses before sitting on the dining chair.
" Mum, you need to give your daughter a lecture on dressing," Lillian said as she gave me a smug look.
" Leave her alone!" Mum said with a sigh as she looked at me.
"What's wrong with my dressing?"I asked.
I was wearing a long black pleating skirt with a white shirt that has a black dot print on it.
I tucked in, I Know I was lagging when it comes to dressing and fashion but I don't see any reason why is it some people's problem.
I'm a nerd as I was popularly called in school cause it was just me and my books.
Did I say I was popular?
Yes, that's because I was prey to bullying, almost everyone made sure they picked on me and tormented my life.
I lost all the self-esteem I had in me.
Now that summer break was over, I was terrified of even stepping back into that school.
The worst of all is him...
" Camilla, why did you stop eating?" My mum asked concerned bringing me out of my thoughts.
" N-No it's nothing," I stammered as I took a bite of my food immediately.
Mum gazed at me for a while before going back to the sink.
We lost our dad to kidney disease, things had been so difficult for us ever since then, we were nothing compared to poverty.
Mum had been trying to keep things up by working in a grocery store, sometimes I go there after school to help her.
Our situation would have worsened if Dad didn't buy a cottage before he died.
Lillian had finished high school last two years and is working as a waitress in one of the big restaurants in the city.
She supported the family with the little she had also, I so much envy her because of the way she carries herself elegantly and her sense of fashion.
Even with the little we had, I was so much happy and contented with it.
I know very soon our story would change if I had the chance of going to the university.
Lillian lost interest in college and kept on with her work but I'm determined to go to university after high school.
Peeeeeemmmmm!!!!
" Camilla! Get the hell out of there!" Beatrice shouted from outside as I choked on my food standing up immediately.
" Your crazy friend is around," Mum chuckled as she cleaned her hands with the napkin.
" See you later mum!" I said as I scurried out of the house.
" Hey, baby girl!" Beatrice beamed at me.
" Hey!" I said shyly as I clutched my hands on my bag and turned around the car as I opened the door and got in.
" We would be late to school," Beatrice said as she applied more lip gloss on her lips and smeared them together.
I rolled my eyes, Beatrice was someone I would put in the category of hot, I wonder how someone like her would end up sticking with me.
She was rich and also famous in school, she would always stand up with anyone who tried to bully me in school if she's there.
She was the only friend I had and the one who understands me the most.
Too bad we aren't in the same class, so I often had to struggle myself.
" We would only be late, if you don't keep that make-up of yours down," I said.
" One more thing," She said as she applied eyeliner.
I rolled my eyes shaking my head as I brought out my iPhone 5 to check the time.
My phone was outdated but I still appreciate it, it was the last gift my dad gave to me on my 17th birthday before he passed away and I cherished it so much.
" Yeah, I'm done!" She said looking at herself in the mirror.
" How do I look?" She asked turning to me.
" Perfect!" I said with a smile.
" Thank you! You should also apply some make-up too," She grinned offering her make-up items to me.
" N-No thanks, I'm okay like this," I said nervously.
" Too boring!" She said sticking out her tongue at me before she ignited her blue sports car and zoomed off.
I never had make-up on my face before and the day my sister forced me to have one, I looked like a zombie even though she said I looked like an angel, it didn't last up to five minutes before I washed it away.
Yeah! Believe me when I said Beatrice was a rich dude.
" School, here we come!!" She yelled energetic as I laughed.
She looked beautiful as the air blew her hair.
"Here, take a picture of me." She said as she handed me her iPhone X-mas.
I rolled my eyes as I unlocked her phone and went to the camera and took a different shot of her.
I shivered as we drove into the school compound.
Beatrice found a place in the car park and parked her car.
I wished Beatrice was in the same class with me, she was the only savior I had in school.
" Baby, I know you're tensed up right now but everything will be okay, just try as much as possible to avoid anyone's trouble," She assured me squeezing my hands a little.
" Okay, thanks sweetie," I said as my eyes glistened with tears, I couldn't help but draw her in for a hug.
She hugged me back too before we withdrew and carried our bags.
I stepped out of the car and I could feel all eyes on me.
I heard some laughter and those whose eyes could kill were on me.
"OMG sees how she dresses," One of the girls mocked.
" It's so irritating," another said with disgust as she eyes me.
" Let's go," Beatrice said behind me glaring at the girls as she drew me closer to her side.
I walked in my flowing long pleated skirt as I bowed my head a little.
I and Beatrice walked up to my locker.
" I have to get to class now, see you during the break," She smiled hugging me once more before going to her class.
She was wearing a short red tennis skirt with white blazers.
I sighed as I turned back to my locker and opened it, I brought out some books I left there and was about to close it when a loud thud echoed through the hallway.
"Long time no see, sparrow"
I felt like peeing on myself due to terror.
" Long time no see, little sparrow" I felt like peeing on myself due to terror. All my prayer was that he's not the one, the guy that made sure he made my life a living hell. But no one calls me little sparrow except him, I wonder why he ever calls me that. Sometimes, I think he's a psychopath. I shivered as I turned to face him. The one I dreaded the most my life, he had already trapped me in between the locker. " Miss me already sparrow," He said devilishly. " No, leave me alone!" I tried to say boldly for once in my life but it came out as a little kitten begging for its life. He seems to be more taller and built than the previous session and I was getting shorter each time we're together. Lucas, yes that's the name of my tormentor who made my life so un
"Get your freaking hands off her!!" Someone shouted making Jenny move back in surprise. I turned my head to look at who just made those angry statements cause I know for sure, it wasn't Beatrice she would have lunged on Jenny before giving her the curse of her life. I was surprised and at the same time somewhat happy and relieved when I realized it was Charles standing up for me. He looked so angry as his jaw clenched. "Wow! Who do we have here?" Jenny cooed as she stood arms akimbo. "New boy saving poor little nerd, that just makes it so interesting, what do you think Jenny?" Susan said as she stepped forward while Bella chuckled. "Perfect combination!" Jenny said smirking at me. "What the hell just happened here?" We all heard someone screaming and I sighed covering my face with my palms. 'Beatrice,
"You're are nothing but a crazy psychopath that needs a check-up in the hospital, what did I ever do to you or your bastard friends, why must you make life a living hell. I hate you with every being of my body Lucas Liam," I shouted angrily with all the frustration in my body as I looked him in the eyes without breaking contact for the first time in my life. His eyes grew, even more, darker as he moved closer to me. "What did you just say?" He growled. And I did the craziest thing in my life. **Ppppphhhhhhhaaaaatttttt** There was gasp everywhere as everyone became silent. OMG! I can't believe I did this. I just fucking slapped my bully in front of everyone. "That's the spirit girl!" Beatrice cheered up behind me but hell no I just fuelled more trouble for myself. He looked taken
"You should be taught a lesson for what you did out there and I will make you pay for it in every possible way," He growled furiously as he dragged me into the shower. He took the clothes from my hand and threw them on the sink and he slid my glasses on the floor. I was at least grateful he didn't smash them on the floor. Too scared to do anything, I watched his lunatic attitude. He came to me and his hands gripped the waistband of my skirt. "Wh-What are you doing?" I asked as I panicked holding his hands immediately. He smirked as he pulled my waist closer to his body, "Something you'll like bitch," He growled. "Lucas, no, please stop!" I begged to try to stop him but he ignored me and I watch him pull down my skirt. My eyes widened as he trailed his hands on my exposed skin. I
"This is getting out of hand Camilla!" Beatrice fumed as she placed to and fro in my room.I just sat on my bed like a muted video staring at my friend who was going nuts after I told her what happened between me and Lucas in the boy's bathroom."His bully is not enough? Now he's taking it to sexual harassment,""How dare he? We need to act fast on this before it's too late," Beatrice said angrily staring at me with arms crossed.I sighed, "So what are we going to do?" I asked frustratedly already."We gonna report to the school Author--""It's pointless," I interrupted."They don't care about we the poor, so let's just leave it alone," I shrugged as I took my pillow and hugged it."Then we report to the police!" Beatrice suggested as she walked to my bed and sat beside me."Police!" I mutte
Putting on my grey baggy jeans and an oversized black hoodie, I grabbed my old sneakers and tied the lace neatly.I sneaked to my sister's room when I realized she came out.I stole some little quantity of concealer, I needed to use to hide the hickey on my neck.I don't own any make-up items and I don't need it either."What are you doing in my room?" My sister's voice terrified me as I thought immediately about what to say to cover up."I need a lip gloss," I said quickly as I grabbed her lip gloss immediately from her table and waved it in her front as I smiled.She arched her brow at me questioningly as she crossed her arms."Is there something, I'm missing out on?" She asked amused with a smirk."There's no something, I just felt like using a lip gloss," I rolled my eyes applying the pink lip gloss on my lips as
I got to my locker and the happiness on my face drained as I stared at the Shrew in front of me with her crews.Jenny...They smirked as they rested on the side of my locker and eyed me but that of Jenny was much more different, it was full of raw hatred and jealousy.It was visible on her face.Trying to act like they were invincible, I moved closer to my locker and gasp at the mean things, they wrote on it.Bitch...Whore...Slut...Wench...Loser...I stared with agitation at Jenny who was taking her time skinning me alive with her eyes."Are you done reading whore?" She yelled in that annoying high-pitched voice of hers.Luckily, everyone had gone to their class and those on their way minded their damn business."Such a slut!" Bella scoffed as she popped the gum in
I cleaned my face and wore my glasses as I opened my locker only for a paper to fall at my feet.I picked it up curiously and it read, 'From Charles,' making my heart constrict painfully.I opened it with shaky hands as a tear slipped down my face.Dear Camilla,The first day I set my eyes on you in the classroom, I knew behind those pair of eyeglasses lies a very beautiful and special girl. I'm so heartbroken writing this letter to you and I want to say sorry. It's such grief, I had to leave without getting to say goodbye and see that lovely and cute face of yours one more time.I didn't wish to leave but my parents got angry especially my mum when the school authority reported I got into a fight.My mum made sure of it, that I was transferred to a farther school, I tried to convince her and with the support of my dad who doesn't want his reputation to be spoilt by me saw it to be a go