I was walking through the packed hallways of my small school with my best friend Mike. At the moment I was feeling very nervous, since my next lesson was gym. I'm awful at gym! But that's not the only reason why I hate gym. Gym lesson is the only lesson that I have with Noah, the worst bully in the school.

I don't know why Noah hates me so much. I mean, he hates everyone, but at least half the people he hates have never done anything to him.

'Y/n?' I jumped at the sound of Mike's voice. I looked around and realised that we were already outside the gym. I shivered involuntarily.

'Hey don't worry y/n.' Mike said, putting his hand on my shoulder. 'It won't be that bad. I'll make sure we're on the same team too. I promise it'll be ok.' I hugged Mike tightly. 'Thanks Mikey.' I whispered. 'See you in a minute y/n.' Mike grinned. I nodded as I took a deep breath and went into the girls locker room. 'Time to face the bitches...' I thought miserably.

In the locker room I tried to get changed quickly. I kept my head down so that nobody would notice me.  I never thought I'd succeed. I thought someone was sure to notice me. But thankfully, all those other bitches were too wrapped up in their own silly lives to notice someone like me.

Once I got into the gym I breathed a sigh of relief as I saw Mile sitting on one of the benches. I quickly walked over to him and sat next to him. 'You ok y/n?' He asked me. I shook my head. By now I had started sweating and shaking in fear. 'C'mere y/n.' Mike instructed. I gladly leaned my head on Mike's shoulder.

Mike gently rubbed my arm in an effort to comfort me. I felt a tear slowly run down my cheek. Mike wrapped his arm protectively around me.

My mind slowly wandered back to when I'd first met Mike: a few months ago, when I was still new at this school, I'd been desperately trying to find my first class of the day. I had made the mistake of walking over to Noah to ask him for directions. He'd only laughed and he then hit me in the face.

I fell to the floor in shock. Suddenly this tall boy with dirty blonde hair and the most beautiful blue eyes I'd ever seen came striding towards us. 'What did you that for?!' The boy snarled, grabbing Noah's shirt and forcing him against the wall behind him.

Noah yanked the boy's arm off him and ran down the hallway. I think Noah's wanted to do something to Mike ever since that happened.

'Are you ok?' The boy asked me, holding his hand out. I took it hesitantly. 'Y-yeah.' I replied, trying desperately to swallow the sob that was building up in my throat. 'What's your name?' The boy asked me. 'Y/n.' I choked. That's when the tears began to leak from my eyes.

'Oh y/n!' The boy gasped. He wrapped his arms around me in a comforting hug. 'Shhh. It's ok.' Here I was, being hugged by a total stranger. And yet it felt like I'd known him for years. I felt so safe in his arms. For the first time in god knows how long, I felt loved,

Then it hit me: I didn't even know the boy's name! 'What's your name?' I murmured into his chest. 'Oh yeah!' The boy exclaimed. 'Forgot to introduce myself! I'm Mike.' 'Thank you for saving me from that jerk Mikey.' I smiled, looking up at him. 'No problem y/n. I hate it when other people get bullied. It just pisses me off so much!'

After that day, Mike and I became the best of friends. Well, Mike was actually my only friend. Mike really took me under his wing. He always made me laugh and he was always my shoulder to cry on whenever I felt upset. I really don't know what I would've done if I hadn't met Mikey...

I was snapped out of my thoughts by Mike roughly shaking my shoulder. I looked around and saw my gym teacher, Mr James walking towards us. I hated Mr James. I'm pretty sure the feeling was mutual.

'You two, get up!' Mr James barked and Mike and I. We both got up and joined our classmates in the middle of the gym. Mike still had his arm around me. He gave my shoulder a reassuring squeeze when we saw Noah.

Mr James split everyone into teams until there was only Mike and I left. 'Right!' Mr James said, clapping his hands. 'I think it's time we split you two up for once, don't you?' I looked at Mike with wide eyes. We'd never been separated in gym lesson before.

I looked at Mike with wide, fearful eyes. 'Please sir!' Mike pleaded. 'Please let us be on the same team! Y/n needs me!' 'Nonsense!' Mr James smirked. 'Dirnt over there and y/l/n over there!' I felt tears burn my eyes. Mike wrapped his arms around me in a nice long hug. 'You'll be fine y/n.' He whispered in my ear. 'I promise.' I nodded weakly against Mike's chest.

With heavy hearts, Mike and I went to opposite sides of the gym to get in position to play volleyball. It was only then that I realised that I was on the same team as Noah. My stomach dropped and I gulped.

When Noah saw me a small sneer played across his lips. He jerked his head towards Mike and winked. I didn't know what he was planning, but it obviously wasn't good. I could tell from the evil smirk on his lips.

About half way through the lesson, my worst fear happened. It was Noah's turn to serve. He smirked at me again before hitting the ball straight at Mike.

Mike wasn't quick enough and the whole room heard a sickening crack as the ball made contact with his head. Mike's eyes glazed over and a few seconds later, his body went limp and fell to the floor...