I'm adding corrections as I go, hope it helps <3

"Seriously, Dexter? You're so lame. You can't even stand up for yourself," Marcus comments.

"I didn't know you wrote stories." "I never told anyone.." I mumbled while putting the ointment over my bruises.

Hershey kept silent as she placed the kit on the table

'Um...Hershey....why can't I fit in? Why does everyone pick on me all the time?' I looked down, staring at my shoes, embarrassed.

The students sank back into their seats after Marcus had left. I tried to walk, but my legs felt heavy. Hershey helped me up and I grabbed the nearest chair. Slowly and painfully, I sat down.

She looked at me sternly and I apologized.

"It's his ninth time, actually," I mumbled.

"Yeah, yeah, I know...' Stop making a fuss '. Marcus retorted.

Someone bellowed. The crowd parted to let them through