Holly heard the bell ring, so she packed up her things and left the classroom. She was surrounded by a crowd of happy chatter, some gossip and some arguments. She was as absentminded as ever. She felt like she was the only one walking the other direction. She shook her head to clear her thoughts and gazed back at her roster. Next class: Math. She sighed and closed her eyes and swallowed it. Math wasn't her favorite subject at all. First of all she was bad at it. Second the girls there are straight out mean. The leader, named Stacy Grey, was the daughter of a president of a big company. She was born with a silver spoon in her mouth. Golden would fit better. They never really picked on Holly, but she couldn't stand watching them bullying others. She would've wanted to stand up for their victims, but she couldn't get any words out of her mouth if everyone is watching. Every eye on her made her feel very uncomfortable so she enjoyed staying in the background as much as possible. She entered the classroom and Stacy and her clique had already picked their victim. Holly felt sorry for that poor girl, who got her lunch poured all over her head. She turned so that she faced outside. She had chosen a seat in the back of the classroom, like always. She sunk into her own thoughts when she noticed Kai sitting down beside her again. She smiled a little awkward and he smiled back with his own gentle smile. When she looked over his shoulder she noticed Stacy had peeked a interest in their way. She accidentally met eyes with Stacy and her eyes widened and she looked away fastly. Kai looked at her confused and asked what was wrong but she didnt answer. Her heart skipped a beat when Stacy hovered her way over to her and Kai. She held her breath. This wasn't good. At all.

Another day started. Another day being trapped. Another day of the living hell she called her life.

She opened her eyes and her gaze fell upon the alarm clock on the ground. She knocked it over, as always, causing it to stumble off of the nightstand when it rang. She could still hear it inside her mind, so she picked it up and set it back on the nightstand.

She got up, out of the bed and she strode over to her closet. She took out a outfit for school. Not that she really cared about her looks, she wasn't attractive at all. In her eyes she wasn't at least.

She put on the clothes she had chosen and took the stairs to the living room. Her mom was preparing her lunch and she offered her a kind smile. She took her breakfast and ate it, absentminded. She got out of her daze when she heard her mother calling her name.

"Were you listening?”

Her mother exclaimed, a slight tone of fury hidden inside it.

She nodded her head, not wanting to get in trouble, but she didn't know what it was about. It was probably not important.

When she arrived on school, she made way to her locker immediately. She unlocked and opened it, took out the right books and looked on her class schedule where she was expected to be.

As she arrived in the classroom she was the first one and took a seat by the window. She took out her books for that class and her notebook and opened it to check what they learned last class.

She paid attention when the teachers give important notes for tests, but when they had to do homework she often dozed off into her own world. She forgot mostly all of the information they shared and was glad she always wrote it down before she forgot it. She glanced into the woods just outside the school fences.

She was so focused on the forest she didn't notice the person sitting beside her. A guy had entered the classroom and took place next to her. She had never seen him before so she assumed he was a new student here.

She jumped up when he tapped her shoulder to greet her. She glanced up at him and looked away embarrassed.

"So-Sorry."

She stammered flusterd.

"Its fine."

The boy answered with a gentle smile.

She smiled awkwardly back and then looked away, her eyes on the desk in front her.

"What's your name?”

"I-it's H-holly."

She hestitated, and looked back out of the window, resting her chin on her hand.

She was pulled out of her daze once again by her teacher, who had stepped into the classroom a good 5 minutes ago. He cleared his throat and began explaining, so she noted down everything like she always did. The boy beside her had issues with keeping up with the rather swift paced lesson.

When the teacher finally finished his class, Holly put down her pen, but she shoved her notebook in his direction and looked away.

He looked at her in surprise but eventually a smile lit up on his face as he started to quickly copy her notes. She didn’t let it notice, but she smiled to herself knowing she had helped him.