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Chapter 2

Dear diary,

How my life could change so fast still amazed me, how different I could be from the old me is still shocking. Over the last 2 years, I have gotten used to it but I remember every single day, what I had done. Of course today was as terrible as all the other day but I still want you to know exactly how it happened. So this was how it started,

"Hey Willow！" Someone yelled. I swiftly turned around only for a ball to come in contact with my face, making my head hit a random locker. I fell to the ground groaning as I cupped my nose with my right hand. I mentally scolded myself for falling for their irritating tricks once again.

"And the award for dumbest nerd goes to our dear Willow！" A familiar high pitched voice called out to everyone who was there to witness my embarrassment. And of course these very stupid people started laughing, I looked up and saw the one and only Rebecca Wallace. One of my bullies.

Yes one.

One of my many, many Bullies.

Looking up at her my blood boiled with anger, she stood confidently with a smirk upon her face. I couldn't wait for the time she would fall, everyone has to fall, I did 2 years ago. If she doesn't loose all her power and authority naturally, I'll have to make it happen.

I pulled myself up, slung my bag over my shoulders and headed for the nurse office. I clenched my fists and tightened my grip on my bag, the fantasies of me punching that blond bimbo until she loses consciousness helped me calm down. A little.

I opened the door of the infirmary and caught sight of Miss Sarah. A 21 year old nurse and also the nicest person in the world to me apart from my siblings. She's the one who has been there for me in my good and bad times, since I got here. I have grown to love her because of that, another reason is because I get to run to her office when I want to miss class.

I'm not a girl who hates class and all that. I love school but when you know everything that's happening in class, there's no need to attend, at least that's what I always tell myself. "Hi，" I chirped sitting on a bed and dropping my bag next to me. She immediately turned around and gasped at my face, was it really that bad I thought to myself. She walked to me and sighed.

"Willow. What happened this time? Wait let me guess, you fell on the ground and someone kicked you." She guessed as she stood directly in front of me inspecting my nose. "Noo, close. Someone pushed a door open and I was unfortunately behind it. See no one kicked me," I explained and she muttered something along the line of "Yeah, this time."

She cleaned the blood and put a bandaid on my nose. "Done." She told me and went to return the pack of bandaids she held. "So, are you crashing here for the day？" She asked as she came back and  jumped on the bed next to me, swinging her leg as I did the same.

"Yeah, but I'll probably go for art. I wanna show them my newest master piece." I boasted getting of the bed and picking up my bag. I pulled out my sketch book and handed it to Sarah. I knew I was good at art but I was one of those people who didn't really think anything they did was good enough, in other words I was insatiable.

She gawked at it before a genuine smile made its way onto her face. She looked at it for a while before handing it back to me. "So... What'd you think？" I asked nervously biting my lip, as I looked at my lap.

"It's amazing Willow, I knew you were talented." She praised as a grin formed on my lips, I beamed at her and grinned back. Sarah was about to say something when her phone rang and she picked it up. Her face brightened at the screen before she answered.

The whole time she was talking she kept on smiling and blushing.  And the answer to who ever she was talking to was clear. Once she was done talking, I jumped into a series of questions which made her blush more.

"So, was that a guy? Is he hot? Are you guys dating? Did he ask you on another date? Are you getting married?" I finally stopped when I noticed Sarah was as red as a tomato. "Sarah I need answers," I said urging her to reply to at least one of my questions.

"Okay, his name is Louis and He's so sweet and nice. Well we've gone on a few dates but its nothing official," She replied sounding some what disappointed at the end. I squealed in excitement and jumped off the bed. I was happy for her, she's been single since the day I met her and I think its times she gets a Man in her life.

 Most people at first impression think Sarah is one of those people with a failed love life and has no friends, well if you taught that you are terribly wrong. If you must know, Sarah has tons of friends and is very attractive. She's been hit on by a lot of male teachers and has gone on many dates. Although she says, she's looking for Mr. Right and doesn't want to end up a divorced fat lady with 7 cats living in a 2 roomed cheap apartment and trust me these are all her words.

"Finally. I'm guessing he's a keeper," I teased with a little laugh wiggling my eyebrows. Sarah blushed slightly before replying.

"This is why you need friends your age, so you'd stop bugging me on my love life." I shrugged and fell backwards on the bed. We both know, its been a very long time since I had friends and no one is willing to be friend with the nerd who gets beat up so, I'm much better alone.

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It was finally lunch and due to the fact that I had been kicked out of the Nurses office, I was sat at a table alone eating my spaghetti. 

My eyes were roaming the crowd of people in their group of friends, all round the circular tables, laughing at who knows what, gossiping about whatever, While some were just texting away on their phone's blocking out the noise.

My brain flicked back to the time when I was on top, being the head and made people suffer, I was filled with power and greed. Now I understood what they felt when I tortured them, when I rained destruction on them and It's all because of an accident that I finally understand.

Then almost expectedly my head was slammed into my delicious food and it was all over me. I rose my head up to come face to face with Alex Martins, the ugliest and shortest nerd in the school.

Nah, I'm just kidding. Alex was 6'1 and had blond hair. He had green eyes and a face carved by angels. He was the definition of handsome, but to me he was disgusting.

Alex has tormented me since day one at this school. He alongside our Evil Queen Rebecca, have made it their job to torture me and all the other poor souls everyday. "Hello nerd" He said in a mocking tone as he sat next to me. This can't be good.

I kept quiet waiting for him to continue, also to clean my glasses so I could see. He cleared his throat and spoke up loud enough for the whole cafeteria could hear. "Nerd, even if you love the food. There's no need to eat like a pig,"

This caused a lot of people to look at me and laugh. Yes, because me covered in spaghetti was the funniest thing in the world, I thought mentally rolling my eyes. I really hated these people, I hated everything about them, from their clothes, to their attitude, to their stupid perfectly perfect hair.

"That's because, she is a pig," That voice that irritated me and probably half the school was heard from behind me. I inwardly groaned and waited for the insult or physical abuse like always, mostly coming from Alex.

"So pig, what I always wondered is why you come to school," Alex said looking curious before adding "You know you aren't wanted yet you still come." He sat on my table and crossed his arm, a stupid smirk planted on his lips. I clenched my fists by my side and focused on the food chart hanging on the beige coloured wall. 

"If I were you I'd just never show up better yet, why don't you kill yourself and put us out of our misery." This time it was Rebecca who talked as she frowned at her perfectly manicured nails. Clenching my fists, I tried to not let the insults get to me. But they would, they always did.

"Maybe because I like my life and want to have kids in the future." I mumbled but I'm guessing Rebecca heard because she bursted into a fit of giggles. "You think someone would actually marry you, ha. I'm sure you'll either kill yourself or end up alone being some kind of janitor or something." She said as a bunch of people started laughing.

 I rolled my eyes at the lame joke and picked up my bag. I wanted to get away from them as fast as I could, I couldn't stand this. I couldn't just take this from them, It was hard enough not lashing out at them but sitting there and letting them torture me, I couldn't take It.

"What are you doing, nerd？" Alex asked raising his eyebrow. I ignored him and tried getting up but was slammed back down, his hand on my shoulder. 

"I was talking to you," He said behind gritted teeth as he tightened his grip on my shoulder. The pain spread through my shoulder and I had this urge to hit him but I held myself back, scared of what would happen If I did that. Scared of the consequences. 

"Please, just leave me alone," I pleaded as I tried shrugging off his hand, but it remained there. I was annoyed of the fact that people like him thought they had power over me, just because I didn't want to fight back.

"Look nerd, let's gets things right. I'm the jock, the one who's tough. And you're the nerd, the one who gets beat up. Got it?" He clarified and I simply nodded and got up before brushing past him, only to get tripped and fell on my face. 

The whole cafeteria erupted into laughter and I got up, not before glaring at the idiot who tripped me. I walked out of the cafeteria with my fist clenched and my brain yelling at me saying

You could have done something.

 Well, right now I'm sitting on the toilet in a stall in the girls bathroom and silently praying no one comes in.

I still miss her, the guilt keeps eating me up. Anytime I look at the trophy's and medals, I remember her and it hurts.

I'll write in you later at home but for now, I have to go.

                                     love Lo,
Bye

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Hey people, some how this book managed to get to #151 in teen fiction, in one week.

I'm so happy!!!

Yes, well this chapter was quite boring but I just wanted to show you guys, a little on willows bullying!

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Do you despise Rebecca like I do?

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