I ran down the hallway to the nurse. No. Jhope couldn't be hurt. Who would do this to him? I thought arriving in the nurse's office.

"Excuse me. There is a boy down the hallway that got.... Beat up I think. He had blood on his temple and mouth. A lot actually."

The nurse looked up, irritated. "Well I'll be over there in a few minutes."

'a few minutes?!'. This nurse was lazy! That explains why she is as single as a dollar bill! I ran back toward the direction I came from.

"Jhope," I said kneeling by his side. "It will be okay. The nurse is coming. I helped him sit up against the wall. He wasn't really looking at me, but past me.

"It's okay." He said. Forcing himself to get up. When he was finally up he wiped the blood off running from his nose and mouth. "They needed to know."

"Oh Jhope, I'm so sorry! It was the poems wasn't it? They hit you because you read your poem.....because I insisted you to! This is all my fault!" I said. I felt awful. I felt so bad for him. No one deserves this. Especially not Jhope. "Let's go. I'm taking you to the nurse. I said holding his shoulders firmly so he wouldn't get dizzy and fall.

When I walked into the nurse's office a little later Jhope was all bandaged up and sleeping on the thin bed. He had a bandaid on his nose, lip, corner of his eye, and temple. I sat beside him staring at his bruised face. How could they hate such an angelic creature. He is so kind to them, he works so hard. What did Jhope do to ever make them hate him? Or tell him he's not as good, or worthless?

I determined I'd figure out the beasts that hurt Jhope. "You are so brave." I whispered to him. I just met him, but I hated seeing him like this. We became friends almost instantly. And I couldn't let this just happen to him. Bullying is a redundant thing. It just continues until the victim gives up, leaves, sticks up for themselves, or.......

I didn't want to think about it. There were too many people who loved Jhope and imagining bad things wasn't going to help.

His eyes opened barely. He put his hand on mine "thank you." He whispered. I smiled back.

It wasn't romantic nor intended to be, but it was comforting. He was rooting for me in my hardships and I would do the same for him.

I finally got up and went off to lunch. I was late of course because I was checking up on Jhope. I needed to talk to Jimin's friends. It was a big lunch room. But I'd find them. I wanted to know why Jhope was glaring at them. Maybe it was them that was the problem.

I walked into the lunch room and I ran into Lisa.

"Hey where were you? Jennie and I want to tell you about our poetry partners" she opened her mouth pointing inside it, a gesture meaning they made them want to vomit. " Oh, and we never talked about how the plan went. Was Josh totally jealous?"

"We'll talk later Lisa I promise. I need to find two people and ask them about something- actually, I think I have a couple minutes." I said.

I followed Lisa to our table. Jennie was already eating.

"Finally" she said.

"So are Jungkook and Yoongi Jimin's best friends?" I asked without opening my lunch.

"Oh my gosh April I totally thought the fake date was over." Lisa said exasperated.

"It is. But I like.....Yoongi." I lied. I don't know why I lied. I didn't want to pull Jimin in this mess. But I have been lying a lot lately. I would stop that. But I needed to help Jhope. Now that I read his poem, I could see through his eyes he is in pain.

Jennie's head shot up from her salad. "You like Yoongi?!!!" She said too loud.

Girls giggled around us.

"Shut up Jennie!! And yes." I turned my attention to Lisa. "Do you know where they sit? And do you know a guy named Jhope?"

"Oh yeah, I know where they sit, and I know Jhope. But why Yoongi I mean-".

"Great! So how do you know Jhope?" I cut her off.

"Oh, my brother has some beef with him." She said.

I knew it. It was Jimin's friends.

" Thanks and the um, directions?" I asked

Lisa sighed and pointed to the table across the room.

"Thanks Lisa!" I said taking off. I left my lunch on the table. I knew Lisa would eat it.

I stormed over to Jimin's table . I was a bit nervous but I spoke anyway. They were the only three guys surrounded by girls that glared at me as I spoke.

"Jimin, Jungkook , Yo-" Yoongi looked bored. Like he wasn't listening. That's fine. I'll fix that. I used my finger put it under his chin, and directed his head in my direction. He looked mad and flabbergasted.

"Did you just touch me?" He said in a low, calm, mean voice.

"Yes. Jimin, Jungkook, YOONGI." I said his name loud and slow acting as if he couldn't understand. "Did you three mess with Jhope?"

Jungkook laughed. " Oh, that's what your here for. He called us out, we couldn't help but to knock him around."

What Jungkook said boiled my blood. How could they?! I grabbed Jungkook's shirt- not too sure on what I was doing - and I said " you are sick! He did nothing wrong! I thought you guys were kind!" I yelled at him. People were watching. Almost every eye in the lunch room.

Jungkook was surprised but he removed my hands from his shirt, and smoothed it out. He got a darker looking expression which was different from his usual smug, flirtateous attitude. "You need to mind you business girlie, before you mess with the wrong person. Many people would die to touch my shirt." He said.

I looked at him irritated "Why? It's too small anyway?"

"Too small? Or am I too big?" He flexed his biceps to make all the girls swoon....all but me.

"Whatever. I've been here too long already. Don't mess with Jhope boys. I'm not playing." I said walking away hoping they didn't notice my voice shake.

Jimin didn't say anything that whole time. Why did he hate Jhope?

The question was eating at me. I decided to text him.

Hey, it's me. Sorry I blew up at your friends. But I'm not sorry for saying what I said. Why do you dislike Jhope? He hasn't done anything to you guys.

i waited for him to respond. But he didn't. He was probably busy and we had to get to our next classes anyway.

By the end of the day I grabbed all my books and I headed to the library. As I was walking Jisoo - a girl I hated since the third grade- ran square into me.

"Hey!" I yelled. All my books were scattered on the ground.

"Ew. You're April, Josh's trash?"

Josh's trash? What the HECK?!

"Hey Lizzie, get a load of this!" I saw Lizzie come over to watch me pick up my books. Okay? So what? I'm picking up my books, it's not like I'm some exotic new animal.

I felt a foot plant itself on my back and push me over causing me to drop my books again. I looked up about to scream 'Hey! What's the big deal?!' when I saw Lizzie taking photos of my fall and all my books on the ground. Great. I pulled up my pants as I got up. My butt crack was most likely showing in the picture because they were too big and her pushing me caused my shirt to slip up.

"Delete that" I demanded.

"I said DELETE IT!!" I yelled.

The principal came out. "Is there a problem ladies?" He asked

"Yes!" I pointed at them " they took a photo of me on the floor without my consent. And they won't delete it." I explained.

The principal took the phone from Lizzie and looked through the early section of the gallery. "I'm not seeing the photo Miss. Smith."

I glared at the girls and pushed past them. Even if there was no photo, it would be all over social media.

I walked into the library irritated and mad because I was late for my tutoring​ session with V.

"I would ask you why you are so late but I can already see." V showed me his smart phone. A picture of me sprawled out on the floor in a bed a books with my pants a little too low was displayed.

"Don't look at that." I told him. It was embarrassing. And I had a lump in my throat. Everyone would see it. Next to that picture there was a picture of me looking dumbfounded while Jungkook flexed. I didn't know they got that one too. I took the phone out of V's hands and I scrolled through the comments.

What does she think she's going?

She is a slut.

She is trying to get him to like her.

She's the cheater.

She looks stupid.

Die h*e.

There were so many much worse. I swallowed to keep the tears down. Cyber bullying was the worst. And I was a victim to it. Then a came across one comment that touched my heart.

Don't say this. April is a loving and kind strong-willed young woman. She is smart and funny and some of you are too ignorant to realize it. She wasn't doing anything for attention, but she was sticking up for me. I wish that more people had a genuine heart like April's. And if you are reading this, ignore the haters, you are better than that.

It was Jhope. I knew it was because of what it said even though it wasn't signed. He was just so nice. I smiled as the lump disappeared from my throat.

"I don't know if you can tell, but cyber bullying isnt good." V said.

"Well duh. I'm just not going to let it get to me. Let's start studying shall we? We are already late, sorry about that." I said. I don't know how much of that was true. 'not letting it get to me' , Jhope's comment was sweet, but I'm a girl and I can't help but to be cautious of what people say. One day I aim to really not care, but for now I'll keep trying.

I started packing up after tutoring V. He wasn't very smart, but he wasn't dumb. I wasn't sure why he even needed acedemics though. V was going to be a model. He was rich and always wore Gucci. I'm not sure why your grades even matter if you're so we'll established . My grades are my everything. They will send me straight to college without me having to pay if I maintain an 98 or higher.

A pretty girl came and sat down by V. I think her name was Rosé She was wearing a cheerleading uniform I used to own when I wasn't stressing about money and colledge. She looked at me then smiled sweetly.

"V, are you coming to my house tonight?" She asked. Rosé had a sweet voice and she was gorgeous.

V looked at her then smiled. "Yeah, I'll call you." He said.

I don't like to be in others' business but I'm most sure V was dating Jennie. And by Rosé's tone of voice it was something that should be a secret, or something they shouldn't be doing.

I gave him a look and her touching his hand was a red flag. Jennie wouldn't be happy, but I would wait to see it there was really anything. For now, I needed to get to work.

I opened up my flipphone. 7 unread text from Jimin and Lisa. I'd have to answer them later. I was going to be late to work.