The Special Story, chapter 2
I found him bullies surrounding him kicking him in the stomach. I pushed them away and I found Tre on the ground nose bleeding holding his stomach. "Fuck off," I told the bullies. They ran off and I helped Tre up. "What the fuck did they do to you," I asked. "It was terrible, they asked me for my lunch money and I said I didn't have any, so they pushed me down and just started beating me," he said almost in tears. I patted him on the back, "Dude its ok, this school sucks I think you should stay with me for a little while you are bully bait now that you are the new kid and stuff," I said, "lets clean you up." I took a quick peak into the girl's bathroom and dragged him in there to fix him up.
The bell rang, aw... Shit we couldn't let anyone catch us walking out of the bathroom or him for that matter. I shoved him into a stall and told him to wait. I quickly pulled out my eyeliner and pretended to be putting it on. Then, somebody walked in.
"So what are you doing you little bitch," she asked. "Um... Whatever the fuck I want without your snob shit in my way," I said smiling. "Well your shit yourself you dumb ass goth girl," she said smiling back. "Why don't you just go and bitch somebody else," I complained. "You are so fun to bitch, I heard you have a boy friend," She said almost laughing. "No, he is not my boy friend he is just, a friend," I said turning red. "Oo... Looks like little bitch has a bitch boyfriend I'm so glad you found somebody, even somebody as shitty as you should have a boyfriend," she said. "I mean our clothing sucks, you are the ugliest girl I have ever seen and you have the worst personality," she said walking off so I couldn't respond.
I pulled Tre out of the stall and we ran out of the bathroom grabbing his wrist. We sat in our chairs right when the bell rang. The teacher gave us a look and started her long and boring class. Then I received a horrible note and I read:
Dear Bitch,
Tell your boyfriend that he can have any other girls and that you aren't his girlfriend so he'll be sure to know that. And that I am always open for him. 
Sincerely,
The best girl in the world
I think Tre read the message. "How can you let these gals treat you like that," He whispered. "Because they are pretty, popular and I feel pressured by them," I said holding back tears, "you wouldn't really become girlfriends with her... Would you?" "No, no, um... How about we stand up for each other when the bullies raid us," Tre suggested. "Ok, "I said. The bell rang. "Lunch time," I said pulling Tre to the cafeteria.
The bell rang, aw... Shit we couldn't let anyone catch us walking out of the bathroom or him for that matter. I shoved him into a stall and told him to wait. I quickly pulled out my eyeliner and pretended to be putting it on. Then, somebody walked in.
"So what are you doing you little bitch," she asked. "Um... Whatever the fuck I want without your snob shit in my way," I said smiling. "Well your shit yourself you dumb ass goth girl," she said smiling back. "Why don't you just go and bitch somebody else," I complained. "You are so fun to bitch, I heard you have a boy friend," She said almost laughing. "No, he is not my boy friend he is just, a friend," I said turning red. "Oo... Looks like little bitch has a bitch boyfriend I'm so glad you found somebody, even somebody as shitty as you should have a boyfriend," she said. "I mean our clothing sucks, you are the ugliest girl I have ever seen and you have the worst personality," she said walking off so I couldn't respond.
I pulled Tre out of the stall and we ran out of the bathroom grabbing his wrist. We sat in our chairs right when the bell rang. The teacher gave us a look and started her long and boring class. Then I received a horrible note and I read:
Dear Bitch,
Tell your boyfriend that he can have any other girls and that you aren't his girlfriend so he'll be sure to know that. And that I am always open for him. 
Sincerely,
The best girl in the world
I think Tre read the message. "How can you let these gals treat you like that," He whispered. "Because they are pretty, popular and I feel pressured by them," I said holding back tears, "you wouldn't really become girlfriends with her... Would you?" "No, no, um... How about we stand up for each other when the bullies raid us," Tre suggested. "Ok, "I said. The bell rang. "Lunch time," I said pulling Tre to the cafeteria.
