Matt Smith walked into Ariella's science class. Smirking in Ari's direction, he sat down next to her and sneered. Then, he picked up a bit of H2O and poured it down her back. It dribbled down her torso. Ariella kept her mind steadily on her chemistry work.  It was hard, but she wouldn't give him the satisfaction of seeing her cry, scream, yelp, even yell.

The next lesson Matt wasn't in, but Sky didn't look at Ariella twice. Ariella was worried.

In most lessons, Ariella sat at the front of the class, near the teacher's desk, but it didn't really work. Matt still elbowed, kicked, and punched her. Just under the table.

By day 2, she'd developed bruises.

But day 12 was the worst.

Smith did the unspeakable. Even the unwritable.

Herapedher.

Heraped her.

He r a p e d her.

Ariella was scared. Before, she wouldn't have told. Now she definitely wouldn't tell.

Then started the carving, mental abuse, and note passing.

You stink

Freak

Wannabe

Idiot

Dumb*ss

Jack*ss

Were carved into her skin.

You stink so so much
It is a wonder your fam
Don't disown you now

It had gotten so bad Ariella was self harming. She deserved it. She needed to get her anger out.