Rebekah's P.O.V
I walked through the alley, I was a bit lost but I would rather die than admit it! The walls and classes were all the same! I heard faint sob, someone was crying? I walked to the sound, I sometime was a wild animal but I couldn't stand someone's sorrow. I couldn't stand injustice! My life had already been unfair enough.. The more I walked the louder were the sobs. Then I heard someone saying “Stupid emo fag!”... What the fuck was happening?

I walked faster, hearing hits and muffled cries. I turned a corner and saw it. There was a guy beating another and he was putting him in a locker. The beaten was tall but skinny and the beater was like a rugby man... Unfair! Screamed the demon in my head as I felt my blood boiling in my veins. I ran to the beater and grabbed his neck.
“Give me one reason!” I whisper-yelled, pushing him against the wall.
“He's just an emo faggot!
-So? It give you the right of beating him? When you're two time stronger? Come and beat me if you want I can handle it!
-I don't beat girls! Aren't you the new girl?”

I shrugged, what was the fucking matter? He just turned on my worse mode by beating someone weaker!
“Weren't you mute?
-I don't give a damn. Why the fuck did you put him in a locker?
-Because he's mine! I can do him whatever I want! He's my slave...
-Yours?...” I thought about it for awhile and evilly grinned:
“Then now he's mine! Touch something which is mine and you'll regret to be born!” I glared at him violently. He swallowed hard, understanding by how I -the tiny 'new student'- was holding him -the 'rugby man'- against a wall, that I wasn't joking.

“Okay.. Okay.. He's yours now!” I evilly grinned again and finally released him
“Now. Get the fuck out.” I growled... Finally it had good point to be listening to death metal... He walked away as quickly as he could, without running because it would be bad for him to run from a girl...

I went to the locker and took the 'beaten' out, he fell on the floor shaking and looking down at his feet. I looked at my 'slave'. He was 'emo' when I was 'metal head' -true one, violent and wild, yay!- but I hated those 'classifications'!.. But! It was.. the guy I noticed! With the Pierce The Veil shirt!

'The beaten''s P.O.V
I walked to my locker when I heard footsteps running to me... I already knew who it was. I could almost feel the pain already. What would he do to me this time?
“Hello emo faggot! Missed me?” I weakly looked up at him. Why was he so evil with me? I hadn't done him anything! I looked down at my feet. I guess it was my fate, it was unfair, but life already was..

Suddenly I felt a punch on my jaw, 'I am innocent, it's not my fault!' I thought to myself. It was my leitmotiv.
“I asked you: Did you miss me?” I looked at Marvin, my bully. Hell no I didn't miss him! I loved vacations even more because he didn't know where I lived!
“You turned to mute as the new stud? Too bad!” he said with an evil smirk, punching me two more times. Then he kicked me as I fell on the floor.

'I am innocent' kicks, punches. 'It's not my fault' he took me by my hair and hit my head against a locker. 'Not my fault...' He dragged my body and started to push me in my own locker. 'Please someone help me' I thought hoping that for the first time in three years, someone would help me... But I knew it wouldn't happen. It never happen..

There was Melody -my only friend- but she wouldn't be able to help me now... It was my fate..
I felt the cold metal on my skin, reminding me of my old friend.. The locker was too tight for me, even if I was the skinny type. But Marvin keep pushing me in. 'I am innocent.'...

Suddenly Marvin wasn't pushing me anymore, I opened my eyes to see he wasn't there anymore. I was too scared to move but I heard my savior -whoever it was- pushing him against the wall. My savior sounded angry.. Like really angry! I tried to listen to their conversation through my violent headache. It was.. The new girl? She was so cute, how could she..? Seemed like once again we should not judge a book by its cover!

I heard Marvin telling her that I was hers.. If she could afraid him, then I guess my life wasn't a living hell yet! But now...
“Get the fuck out.” she growled, and I heard Marvin almost running away. Well, what would happen to me next?
I felt slim hands taking me out, I let my body fell on the floor, I looked down. I didn't want her to see me like this. And I didn't want to look at a cute face when I was beaten. That was at least a 'good point' with Marvin...

I waited awhile but there was no punches, no kicks... Or maybe she would want me to do weird thing for her fun? Marvin did already, he just wanted to break me in any ways possible...
“Hey.. Are you okay?” I looked up, was it possible...? She was squatting in front of me, she bent her head to the left still looking at me. She seemed.. Worried? Worried for me?
“What's your name? I bet it's not 'emo fag'!” she smiled, oh my gosh! This smile! Her smile just made her even more beautiful!
“I.. I'm Ethan and y...”

At this moment, Melody ran to us
“Ethan! Are you okay? I didn't see you in art class and I got worried! You never miss this class! What happened?” she helped me to stand up and I said:
“Nothing special. Marvin... As usual! But this time this girl helped me!” Melody looked at my savior who was now standing up and grinned:
“Thank you so much! You're the new student right?” she nodded. “Does it mean that you don't hate us? That you're a friend?” the girl looked at Melody, how could she seem so emotionless? Who was she?
“No.” she just replied, then walked away. Maybe she didn't want to be our friend, but at least I knew she didn't hate us! And it was rare in this school... Every body hated the two 'emo faggot'...

Notes

Hey guys :)
Finally I updated! Even if I had a rough day :( Anyway! I love you little rebel!
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