Flashback, you're about five, in the forest

"Hurry up Y/n, you're going to be late!" My mother held my hand as she walked me to school. She waved me goodbye as I made it up the steps to the red brick building. I walked inside, just as the big yellow bell had rang from above the small red building. As I took my seat, I looked at the other kids there with me. Some older some younger, they all looked pretty happy to be here. Maybe this won't be so bad...

"Okay class, today's lesson we will be..." The lady at the front of the room began.

"Hey! New kid! What's your name?" The boy next to me whisper yelled.

"Y-Y/n"

"Cool I'm-" the boy was interrupted.

"Pete! Stop talking, I'm trying to teach!" He immediately turned back towards the board. We were learning how to read, I was doing pretty good. I felt a tug on my sleeve, so I looked over to see Pete making a silly face with his tongue sticking out. I smiled and laughed. As the teacher came over we both quickly went back to our work. Once she was out of sight, we kept giggling and making silly faces.

Flash forward, now you're eight

I sat in class, talking to Pete when I heard a thud from behind. I turned to see my mother in the doorway, crying as her hands shook. She walked over and grabbed the back of my shirt, dragging me away, "Pete! Help! Ahhh!" She was choking me. "Mother, what's happening!?" Pete ran over doing as much as an eight year old boy could, which wasn't much. The teacher ran over and pushed him away.

"Your father... he's gone... forever... it's all your fault..." She kept saying this over and over as she dragged me home, that was the day I met the monster my mother really was. I never saw Pete or stepped foot in that school ever again.

Present day

"Y/n... time to wake up. It's your first day of school." What!? Why is it this early?? 

I opened my eyes and groaned, "Come on, you'll be late. Go get dressed, I'm making your breakfast right now." My mom told me.

"Okay..." I lazily let out. I sat up on the couch and stretched my arms before heading to the bathroom and changing into a pretty lilac sweater and black jeans Mikey had gotten me the day before. I ate breakfast and finished getting ready. Mom handed me my bag and said goodbye as I walked out the door. I saw Mikey, making his way towards the door.

"Hey love, did you miss me?" I asked, taking his hand.

"Yeah, are you ready?" I nodded as we began walking to school, "Have you ever been to school?"

"Yeah, I went when I was really young. I only went for about three years before my mother made me stop." I looked at the ground and smiled as I remembered the little boy who made me laugh in class everyday, "It was actually quite fun, it was in a small brick building with a big yellow bell on top."

"Really? Those are the kinds of schools you see in history textbooks." He laughed, "Here we are, the great Belleville High school." He sarcastically said. It was big, and brown. This place doesn't look fun at all...

"Why does it look so sad?" He chuckled. Even the people here look sad...

"That's how most schools here look." I let out a simple 'oh' as he opened the door for me to the depressed building, "We gotta take you to the front desk to get your schedule, it should only take a few minutes, and then I can show you to your locker and stuff."

"Okay..." I have no idea what any of that means, this is going to be an interesting day... 

He brought me into a room where a lady sat, looking very tired.

"We're here to pick up a schedule." He told her.

"Name?" She didn't even look up.

"Y-" I started, but was interrupted by Mikey answering instead, does he not know I can do things on my own??

"Y/n L/n" she handed Mikey the paper who quickly scanned it, then turned to me, "Okay so, you have first period history with Frank, third period art with Gerard, fourth period math with me,  fifth science with me and Ray, and sixth period LA with Frank. You're on your own for second period home ec." He handed me the paper and led me out to what he called a locker. He showed me how to use it, then led me to my first class, "See you later, love." He kissed my cheek before running off.

I walked in and immediately spotted Frank. I took a seat next to him, "Hey princess! I didn't know you were starting today. How's your first day so far?"

"It's been alright. I-" Someone walked in front of my desk and interrupted me.

"Hey new girl, you're kinda cute." The boy told me, smirking. What is happening??

"Lay off her, Bert."

"Calm down rat boy, I was just giving my new friend a compliment." He put two fingers under my chin, lifting my head up, "You really are beautiful, wouldn't want anything to happen to your pretty face, would you?" He snickered.

"Back off!" Frank stood up. Bert looked over and let go of my chin.

"You wanna fight me, rat boy?" He walked towards Frank and just stared at him as the bell rang. He finally sat down as the teacher walked in. He gazed back over at Frank and whispered the words, 'you and me, after school. Bring your friends, we'll be having a party.' He laughed. Frank looked terrified.

Class was very boring, I mostly doodled in the white spaces of the text book. At one point Frank looked over and told me they looked cool. Finally, class ended and I made my way to my next class, I am so happy I grabbed a map... 

As I was walking, I accidentally bumped into someone, "Oh sorry."

"It's alright." wait, I know this person...

"Pete!?" He looked up at me, eyes wide.

"Y/n! Oh my god, I thought for sure you had died or something! I'm so happy to see you!" He gave me a hug, "What class do you have next?"

"Home ec." He smiled wide.

"Me too! Let's walk together, what happened to you?" He was very excited.

"Well, I did homeschool for a while. Mother wasn't a very good person, I'm sure you figured that out. But I ran away and now I'm here." I smiled, "What about you?" We had made it into the class and sat down.

"After you left, I kind of freaked out. I broke down in the middle of class, the teacher kicked me out. My parents got pissed and forced me to move here."

"Well, I'm happy I finally get to see you again. I've missed having you around." He smiled.

"Me too, bug." I laughed at the old nickname he used to have for me. For the rest of the class we talked about the things that had happened in our lives since we last met. The teacher didn't care about the class and just played on their computer the whole time. Class ended and I went to art with Gee. It went by pretty quickly, I like art so it wasn't to boring. After art, it was finally lunch time, I walked with Gerard to the lunch room and sat next to Mikey with the boys.

"How's your day been so-" Mikey was cut off by Bert.

"Hey boys, has Frankie told you yet?"

"Told us what?" Mikey put an arm around me, protectively.

"We're meeting up after school, in the back. It'll be fun. Doll face can watch." He smirked eying me up and down, "You better be there or I'll beat the shit out of her too." He laughed, "See you then." He smirked and walked off. Mikey immediately turned to Frank.

"What the hell did you do!?" He asked, panicking.

"He was trying to make a move on Y/n! I had to say something!" Frank put his hands up in defense.

"Great, it's Y/n's first day and she's already getting a beating." Ray sarcastically said. What!? Did I do something!?

"No, I'm not letting that happen. I can't let it happen. We're just gonna have to face him." Mikey told them. The bell rang before anyone could say no. The rest of the day went by smoothly. Soon enough the last bell rang and the day was over. I walked with Frank to meet with the other boys, "No, you're not coming with us. I can't let anything happen to you." Mikey told me.

"Mikey, I can help. I know how to fight, I can kick their asses. I've killed demons you know."

"No, when they come out I want you to run. Run to the bathroom in the math hall, and lock yourself in the last stall until one of us gets you. Okay?" I can't believe he's actually doing this...

"No, I can fight! I can help!" Bert and his boys started walking around the corner towards us.

"Go! Run! Please, just go I can't let you get hurt!" Mikey cried. I hesitated for a moment, but took off. I can't believe I'm doing this...

I got to the bathroom and did just as Mikey had told me. I sat on the floor, back to the wall. I should be helping... I could beat the shit out of them... this sucks... why does he always treat me like a child... I am not a child... school sucks...

Mikey's pov

"Go! Run! Please, just go I can't let you get hurt!" I cried, she hesitated but did as I said. I turned around and was met with Bert and his boys.

"Looks like your lovely little girlfriend didn't want to watch, huh? What a shame, it woulda been fun to see her face as I turned your ass into a hat!" Bert laughed hard, "Let's get em' boys!" Oh boy...

The whole thing was a blur. They made us eat dirt, they punched us till our faces were unrecognizable, and shoved bugs down our pants, "I think we got em' good! Now, don't mess with us again Iero, we're fully capable of doing this again, but ten times worse. Let's get out of here, boys!" I got one last kick to the stomach before they left us laying in the dirt. I gotta get up... get up... get up...

Your pov

What's going on out there? Why are they taking so long? I should go out there... what if they aren't done? That doesn't matter... I can help... 

I went back and forth, unsure if I should stay or go. Yes I should go... they're hurt... probably... 

I got up, slowly unlocked the bathroom door, and slowly made my way back outside where I saw Bert standing over them, speaking. He kicked Mikey in the stomach, causing me to wince. As soon as they were gone I ran over to them, "Oh my god, are you okay?"

"N-not really." Mikey wheezed.

"You guys look awful, you really didn't have to do that for me."

"Of course we did princess, can't let you get a beating on your first day!" Frank said, laying on his back.

"Come on, let's go to my house. I'll get you all cleaned up." I helped each of them up and we walked to my house.

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This one was kinda long wowie almost 2000 words. How are you guys? I hope you're well. Have an amazing day~peace out cheesebags