{ (y/n) = your name. }

I was fuming. So much I could cry.
Kids were staring at me as I walked out the room, and silence fell as the door was slammed.

I cluched onto my bag strap as I walked out the school door, kids walked around me, scared of me, but that meant easily walking out of this pathetic school.

"(Y/n)? What happened?" Dustin asked as he saw me walked past them and to the bike railing.

"You'll hear about it once you're in class," I told him, not looking up, taking my bike out and walking off.

"Where are you going?" Mike asked loudly.

"Out of this hellhole," I yelled back and got on my bike, pedalling away from the school, leaving the boys confused.

I rode past, bennys burgers, seeing police hanging by, past mirkwood and to castle byers. Leaving my bike outside and came in crying. I took off my bag and got out my pinkish creme pencil case and took put a pen grabbing the drawing pad: beginning to write.

Will,
It's me again, (y/n)
The school think I'm a bully just because I kicked troy in his groin and gave him the finger, only because he was calling the party 'freak show' and out 'freak names', I just couldn't standing it! I'm most likely to go into school tomorrow and gets school, the headmaster might call my dad but I don't give a fuck, I hate him anyways.
I wish you was here, you make the most shittest situation happy and Jesus I wish you could make me happy right now. I love you so much will, please come home, please.
(Y/n) xxx

I wrote to him, clicking my pen and putting it back in the case, and re read the paper and put it on the desk waiting for a reply. Turns out I fell asleep and had a quick nap.