89-The Juniors Vs The Seniors

Helanie:

"Gavin—," Lucy got up and steadily pinched the sleeve of her Gavin's shirt, trying to remind him that they shouldn't be going too far when confronting these bullies.

They had even snatched her plate away.

"Ah! That bitch is your mate?" I noticed the name tag on the guy's shirt: Arlo James. His brown hair was styled so perfectly that one might confuse him with one of the good guys.

"She's ugly as fuck, bro." The minute he said that, I watched Lucy's confidence shake. She looked around, and strangely enough, her eyes fell directly on Jenny, who was sitting with some random students from our class. Jenny didn't seem to be mocking her or anything, but Lucy's fists clenched.

"How fucking dare you! She is not for you! So it doesn't matter how you see her," Gavin yelled, grabbing the senior's collar. That's when whispering began, and gasps erupted in the air.