~Skylar Pov~

 "Ms. Skylar, Ms. Skylar", a familiar voice lingered. It was the nurse and she had hovered above me. I was placed in one of the beds in the health office. How did I get here again? Did I pass out?

I mumbled "I'm fine" and that seemed to assure the nurse that I was ok. The tall nurse went back to her desk and checked me out as I perambulated out of the area. I'm so confused.

First I was late, then I was getting away from dad, and then I was...running..running away from Jackson. I rushed to the bathroom to clear my head. But what had happened after that?

Boom! Thwack! Slam!

The clicking sound of girls' heels echoed through the vicinity. The door had slammed shut and familiar voices gossiped there way. I carefully shut down the toilet seat and sat in a fetal position quiet not to make a single breath of a sound. The posse started talking.

"So girls, I've been hearing a rumor that Skylar and Travis are like-a thing! My own boyfriend cheating on me!", Taylor shrieked.

"Technically he's your boyfriend, he just doesn't know it yet. But Jackie and I are totally dating.", Sydney corrected.

"How could that whore even get close to him?", Taylor pouted.

"I think she drugged him or something dark like that!", Ashley claimed.

The other girls nodded in agreement. Taylor fixed her makeup, when Sydney pushed her out of the way.

"Official princesses first. You can't be and official princess without and official prince. If you don't get one soon, you might be kicked out of our club", Sydney said.

"You can't sit with us or talk to us, too" the two girls added as they walked off.

Taylor slid into the floor and cried her heart out in a feral position.

I know she hasn't exactly been nice to me, but I don't think she knows any better. I have to say something.

"Hey I'm sorry if they hurt you. No one deserves to be treated like that. You should be you no matter what and get real friends, because I'm sure anyone and everyone would love the real you.", I blurted out. I dare not get out of the stall because she would not trust me.

"W-why are y-you h-helping me? I'm a l-loser n-now..", she stuttered through tears.

I laughed, "Your not a loser because those mean girls don't want to hang out with you. If anything they're losers for manipulating others into feeling bad about themselves to make them feel good about themselves."

"Y-you think so?", she questioned.

I playfully rolled my eyes, "I know so, trust me ok?"

She nodded, then realised I couldn't see her so she said, "Ok. Thank you whoever you are". She walked out of the bathroom. But the way she said it she was kind of second guessing herself. I waited a couple minutes before walking out of the girl's bathroom.

"Boo!", a voice yelled. I jumped back and hit me head at the door handle which was taller than me...

"Miss me?", Travis said in a smug voice. He pinned me up against the door a glared at me with his piercing green eyes.

"A-actually I forgot s-something in the bathroom", I said while trying to escape his grip. He suddenly pushed me into the girls bathroom and slammed the door.

"You want me? Ha, you whore!", Travis teased. I was now on the ground my hair around me and he pinned over me.

"How could people possibly think we would be a couple?", he said disgusted.

He started hammering his fists into my chest and kicking me. I lied there until the end of the school day...

<time skip to end of school day>

Travis had covered my body with black and blue bruises they hurt so much even the slightest movement hurt so much. He pinned me up against the wall my body hurting to much to stand. He put his hand behind my head when Taylor walked in. She gave a shocked expression then scowled at me.

"WHAT THE HELL?!", she shrieked. Then she stomped on my legs. She quickly stepped out realizing that she might be in harms way.

"Pathetic losers", he rolled his eyes. "Now, you never ever run off, when a deal has been made. That Jackson douche bag might even help me, why don't you say hello to him for me?", he said with a smirk.

I shook my head, "P-please I understand your upset about S-syndey. But that isn't my fault..", I stuttered. He looked at me and backed away a little.

"How do you know that she broke up with me?", he asked his expression changed. He looked down sadly, a tear shedding his eye.

"'Cause Douche bad Magee wants to murder me!", I said in a "duh" tone.

"What does that have anything to do with the breakup", he asked confused.

"I don't know, but I'm pretty sure Sydney is behind it", I said.

"How dare YOU talk about MY Sydney in that way!", he yelled while throwing a punch at me. A moment after he kicked me and punched me he left.

Why did I even think I could make a difference by talking to those two..I'm no super hero...I'm worthless...