The next day, (Name) walked into school not knowing what to expect. The day prior she had made an underclassman friend who just happened to be close to one of her main bullies. She met the little sister of her brother’s ex and another bully. To top it all off, she ended up connecting with another bully and somehow managed to comfort her after finding out she’s been suffering harassment of the worst bully that the school had to offer.
Yeah. Life was good.
Upon reaching her locker, (Name)’s eyes shifted around her surroundings before opening the metal door and retrieving the books that she needed for class. She was not expecting the tap on her shoulder, causing her to jump and let out a quiet yelp, dropping her books in the process.
“A-ah! Sorry! I-I was just trying to say hi!” Cried the Hungarian who tapped (Name), then quickly bent down to retrieve the books.
(Name) let out a shuddering breath before turning to look down at Elizabeta.