4.

Standing up I quickly make my way over to my sister, wiping vigorously at her face I apologize a couple times.

"I'm so so sorry, like really" trying not to laugh as she slaps my hand, "get Off Me!", walking to the kitchen I grab the hand towel, turning around I throw it at her.

It hits her in the face, 'good enough' catching it quickly she mutters a thanks as she wipes her face off, turning to my mom I stare at her.

I'm mad... no I'm PISSED!,

"What do you mean we're MOVING!?" Staring at my mom she avoids my eyes, 'this is not the time to be all quiet MOM!' Snapping out of my thoughts I cough.

Deep and heavy sigh leaves her mouth, "girls... listen being an only mom is hard, raising two girls on top of that is harder...-" standing up she walks over to us.

Pulling us into a hug her voice becomes quiet, "-.. please.. we need this, I need this. It's a lot of money m.. a better paying job".

"UGH! Fine! It's not like I have friends and a WHOLE dance studio depending on me or anything!" Breaking out of the hug I walk away from them.

Marching my butt up stairs I swing open my door slamming it when I step inside.

I'm not mad or anything, a bit upset but I just wanted an excuse to be dramatic for once, it's in my blood.

Sighing I grab my phone out of my bag, slipping my shoes off I fling myself onto the bed, going to our group chat I open it up, 'Fantastic Four'.

(Miss shizzy💅🏼)

-guys group chat NOW! It's importy😔

(Seen)

(Junie Bear 🍯)

-ughhh like how important

On the scale?

(Seen)

(Mint ChocNO Chip🍪)

-yeah what is it on the scale

Because I'm doing hw..

(Seen)

(Blue Jay)

-yeah do the scale.. cause

I'm taking a shit right now😬

(Seen)

(Miss shizzy)

-guys tbh we're looking at a code RED

TOP 100 on the scale!

(J, B, M)

-serious???!!!!!

(Seen)

(M)

-DEADLY!

(Seen)

Having sent the message my phone starts ringing, seeing the boys face timing me, I accept.

The screen splits into four, taking in the boys I scream, "Jay!!! You couldn't have waited till you got off the FUCKING TOILET!", his screen turns black as we hear the toilet flush.

Me and the other two awkwardly make eye contact as we wait, his face popping up again indicating he's not there anymore.

'Is he dumb or is he just stupid?

His voice brings me out of my thoughts as we all laugh at his red face, clearing his throat he scratches the back of his neck.

Letting out a long sigh I look down, pulling at a loose strand of hair, "so uhh like a 100? Is it really that serious?".

My hair moves over my face as I try to make a curtain out of it to hide my face, I can feel the tears well up in my eyes, one escapes successfully.

It's cold as it runs down my burning cheek, their breathing... it becomes the loudest sound in the room.

My heart beats wildly in my chest, I'm scared that they can hear it... it's beating to its own song of sadness.

My body begins to shake as I can hear them talking to me, I can't hear them as my ears begin to ring.

Their loud voices become a mumbling sound as it fades to the back of my mind, the flash backed vivid as I remember our times together.

(Age 8)

Sitting in my corner I lean my head against the cool mirror... hoping that it will cool down my burning tear streaked face.

'Mom... please... I just wanted to dance I didn't know that it would be this bad'.

My back faces the other boys in the dance room, laughing, laughing is all I can hear as the tears run more vigorously.

'I just wanted to dance, I just wanted to live out my passion... why did they have to judge? Why did they have to laugh? Why did I have to be... bullied?'

My body shakes as I stand up..

'Can I do this mom? Can I do this anymore...?'

My fist ball up at my sides, back still facing them, still crying.

'Mom I'm scared.. mom I-.... mom help... please they won't stop laughing... am I bad at this? Mom I tried... I-... don't think I can-..'

My body lurches forward, my face is flushed against someone's chest, arms... strong arms hold onto my small body pulling my tighter against them.

I can't hear the words of the boys.. the boys who bullied me, they're harsh comments muffled, soft hands are placed over my ears.

My hair is gently caressed back as the hands cover my ears, I close my eyes as I just let them hold me.

The tight arms of the warm person, the soft hands of the warm person, I feel it all, I listen to my surroundings as I can hear someone screaming.

They sounds so scary, no that one is definitely a boy... a very scary one, it's muffled but I can slightly hear.

"Who do you think you are!? Huh!! That is a girl! And YOU ALL have the NERVE to pick on her.. while she is sitting CRYING you LAUGH!? A bunch of idiots! Just look at her! Her dancing was WAYYYY better then half of you so called 'dancers'! Next time man up and appreciate it instead!."

The soft hands get tighter as it blocks out the noise once again, fluttering my eyes open I get pulled away from the strong arms.

Held into stronger ones I look up into the boys face, his eyes sparkle as they stare into mine, his lips move but I don't hear a thing.

The soft hands get pulled away from my ears,

"Junie... she can't hear me that way!" The boys soft hands leave my ears as he chuckles out an apology.

He goes to stand by the other one that had me in his embrace at first, the one I'm in now looks down at me, holding me at arms length he gives me a big smile.

My tears eyes start back at him.

"Hi I'm Jay... but YOU can call me Blue Jay...-

His hand drops to grab mine as he gives me a huge smile, pulling me over to the other two boys we stop infront of them.

"-... I'm gonna call you Baby Bird from now on okay! Stick by me and I'll keep you under my wing."

His face comes closer to mine, bringing his hands up he gently wipes my tears from my cheeks.

'They all look my age yet they are so grown, they have the happiness of kids but the wisdom of an adult'.

My face turns as someone grabs my hand, his hand is strong for his age but very soft, my big eyes look at him in wonder.

"Hi I'm Henery.. but we're friends now so you can call me Heehee if you like that better!".

My smile is little... but it grows, as I stare at these 3 boys infront of me I know... I just know that they will be the biggest part of my life..

I just know... we will always be together.

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