She was the goodie two shoes, smart one, fangirl, anime freak, and most of all, The good girl.
She did her homework with a bit of procrastination, completed projects even if they were finished last minute as her pale fingers with light blue nail polish would rapidly make their way to quickly finish their assignment. Her blue eyes would always be down showing she was quite shy, making her an easy target for bullying. Sometimes her pink lips would speak words stuttered out, only making her seem fragile. That doesn't mean she was completely helpless. Her name, was Cecelia.

She was sassy at times and a bit of a smartass if she wanted to be. But since she could get easily intimidated by simply being yelled at, this made her back down. She had a fear of failing, and being hurt. The only reason she has friends was because well, she was smart. They usually took advantage of her. But not all of her friends did. She did have a couple of true friends...

"Hey, nerd!"

Though one was her very own sister/brother or simply her adoptive sibling. They didn't like gender roles, so people used they/them for this person. They were probably the most homosexual person in this school. Pansexual, meaning they rolled every gay way possible. Though, her sibling was one of the.. up there ones.

Cecelia turned, blue eyes met dark brown ones as she smiled lightly. "Hello, Marshmallow!" She giggled at the nickname. The older one blushed just a bit before glaring playfully. "Lets head out, yeah? Or are you stuck doing an after school project?" Their hands went behind their neck in an awkward motion, rubbing gently as their pale fingers played with the back of their brown hair gently. She blew her bangs out of her left eye, which was actually one blonde streak in her dark brown hair.

"I'll stay today. Can I walk home?" She usually liked to take a walk so she could catch pokemon on her phone while getting fresh air. Marsh nodded knowingly, "Alright." Her right hand goes into the soft pockets of her light blue hoodie, while the left pulled up her pink headphones over her head as she began listening to her dubstep. Red and white high top converse patting the carpet floor softly as she walked away while getting her phone out of her black jeans pocket.

Cece smiled lightly, gripping her books she was holding close to her blue sweater figure. Light blue and black converse found their way down hallways and rooms until her sweater was harshly pulled. She was swerved around and up against grey lockers on the left wall, grey eyes meeting her own. "Sup, goodie goodie." Ceces eyes formed a harsh glare. "Jayden." She looked away. "I have somewhere to go." His pink lips formed a smirk. "Oh really?" His black sweater tightened around him, showing just a bit of his muscular arms which were keeping her in place. One on the left and one on the right side of her head. Black converse blocking her feet, and black jeans brushing against her own jeans. "I think you should spare a little time." His head went a bit downwards, hot breath hitting her neck. His right caramel skin tone hand brushed against her cheek. "Such a shame someone as pretty as you will be wasted in books." And of course, a figure appeared behind him. His brother. "Jayden, just leave her alone. A little worthless kid isn't worth messing around with." He pushed up his black glasses, hand pushing through his light brown spiky hair stressing as his hazel eyes forming a harsh glare at the small girl figure. His own caramel skin grasped Jaydens shoulder. "Oh but Ceci, this little runt is the one Marsh tries so desperately to protect~" Ceces eyes turned cold as her hands formed a fist as it collided against Jaydens chest.

Ceci growled, "I guess she doesn't know who to pick a fight with." Jayden didn't even budge. "You decided to fight," His fingers grasped her hair that goes down to her lower back, tossing her aside as her back made contact against the floor, groaning in pain. "So I will too." A person watched from the side lines. "Pathetic little small one isn't she?" Zeezee, or Zoe, chuckled darkly. They were all three the leaders, not just one ran the pack. Ceces eyes teared up, because her sister wasn't there to protect her this time. She felt even worse when she realized the first time she tried to defend herself without her, she failed miserably. Was she really that.. weak? Worthless?
She choked up a sob, biting her lip.

"Didn't you ever get taught,
Not to hit a girl?"

A voice spoke up behind the four.