I look at the paper and move in the bus seat a little bit. It's my schedule. I don't even want to go to school, he might be in one of my classes. Or, if I'm lucky, in a couple of them. I take a deep breath and tell myself to suck it up, that he doesn't ever hurt you physically, so what can he do? Nothing, he's a worthless piece of shit and he can't do anything to me.
I look up to see where we are. Almost to the high school. I'm a Senior this year. He's a Senior. I smile at this thought, he can't be mean to me next year. Unless he goes to the same Uni as me. Ha, he's probably not even going to Uni. That may be a long way away, but I'm already counting the days. I stand up and go down the aisle until I reach the double doors and the stinky, old, creepy bus driver opens them for me. I walk straight toward the school and into the girls bathroom, hoping not to see him on the way. But when I reach the bathroom, I see his girlfriend, Carrie. I run straight to the stall closest and lock the door. I take down my braid and let my curly blonde hair go free. I take out my make up from my backpack and the small mirror. My mother doesn't allow makeup in her house, so I had to go with Maddie, my best friend, to buy some secretly. I look at my schedule. Johnson first hour. I sigh and leave my stall. Carrie and her bitch crew aren't here anymore, thank God. I look at myself in the mirror and go to my locker. I grab my stuff and head for Johnson's room. He's an old, creepy teacher that teaches history. I walk in and take my usual seat in the front of the class. We make small talk until the bell rings and people start to pile in. Oh, God. I see harry and his girlfriend walk in arm in arm. He looks straight at me and smirks. God, help me, I pray as he takes the seat right behind me. This is going to be one long year.

Notes

Please, forgive me. This is the first chapter to my first fanfic. Sorry it's so short. Comment any tips you have for a newbie.