She had the mirror in her bag in the small component to be hidden from any person that doesn't mind their own business.

Walking down the dreadful corridor with the speaking of children, noise of lockers being shut, people didn't go out of their way to stop mid-sentence to torment Emily.

"So. Where did you buy your clothes today? The lost and found?" Riley asked.

"Eeww. What's up with your hair? Did a bird die in it?" Said another girl who was with Riley.

Lauren is her name.

People just found fault with Emily. Her style was the best!

'Ugh. Bitch 1 and Bitch 2. How lovely to meet them.' Emily thought.

"What do you want?" Emily hissed at them.

"Nothing."

"Nothing my ass. Why don't you leave me the hell alone?!"

"Maybe we don't want to. Shame. Your birth was accidental."

"At least my parents love me. Unlike yours. They let you spread your legs for any guy that comes your way."

"Oh please."

"No comeback?" Someone shouted in the now gathered crowd around Emily, Riley and Lauren. Who seems to be Rileys new best friend.

"No. We don't reply to retards." Lauren said.

"You just have nothing to say. Why don't you take a hike? Because my birth certificate isn't an apology letter from the condom factory." Emily said.

She turned around and ran straight out the gates.

She really couldn't care for obeying rules. What's the point? She has a bad reputation already.

Looks like nobody can save her.

But i can.