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Post by Icy » Sat Mar 04, 2017 11:51 pm

The halls were familiar, filled with the years of torture that were hard to forget. That haunted her. What had she done to deserve any of it? Not even she knew, but she had long since stopped questioning it and simply went through the motions, hoping one day it would be over. Graduation was only a few months away...but she didn't know if she could make it that far. There had been a time where she thought she could, when she had a dear friend who had gotten her through the tough times, but like everything that changed. She quietly watched him across the hall now as she sat in front of her locker, writing in her notebook and waiting for the first bell for school to start. He was with his girlfriend, holding her as she clung to him, not even glancing in her direction. When was the last time he had? So long in the past she couldn't remember, but in the end it didn't matter. They were talking, their mouths were moving and he was smiling, but she couldn't hear anything they said because she had her earbuds in and her Mp3 was on shuffle. What song was playing she couldn't tell you, she didn't listen to them much these days, only turning it on to drown others out. People left her alone if they thought she couldn't hear them, what was the point if they wouldn't get a very good reaction out of her? It was the same thing everyday, but it was Friday, everything would be changing today. Her gaze went back to her notebook, looking over the beginning of the letter she had started before hearing the bell ring and slowly getting to her feet. The last thing she needed was to be late on her last day, even homeroom.

Cara dropped the conversation they were having about normal teenage relationship things when she heard the bell for classes to start go off and lightly pulled on Nash's hand with her signature pout. They didn't have homeroom together unfortunately, something she tried to fix but her influence in the school only went so far. "Oh shoot! School is starting, but I'll see you in math? We have lots to talk about. Mike's having a party tomorrow, but I want to do something with just the two of us tonight okay?" She said, talking a mile a minute as was normal for her. It was the cheerleader in her, or maybe she had always been on the cheerful side. Running her hands over her cheerleading uniform to make sure there were no wrinkles in it she leaned forward and kissed him gently on the cheek, giggling as she turned and went off with some of her friends to get to homeroom. A very pointless class if one were to ask her, it was only for slackers to get their homework done and the stupid school news to be played. Of course as Head Cheerleader she had to be supportive so she never talked down about it aloud. At least she was able to talk and text during the thirty minutes it lasted.
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Post by Light-Witch » Sun Mar 05, 2017 7:55 am

If only someone could see the smile given to Cara was fake, that the guy who had once fought to keep the loner safe and happy wasn't happy in the relationship he was in right now. They'd see that he was trying his hardest to get away from her in order to return to his best friend, but her need for control was getting in the way of that. He did not want to fake being happy, but he had to in order to please his girlfriend. Each chance that came up to look in the direction of the girl from a broken home, it was too fleeting, and had resulted in a missed chance to show that he still cared. How much longer could he take being apart from the girl he loved first, the one he was so used to protecting at school that he was nicknamed "Hollie's Guardian" for years before he got a girlfriend? He was only half paying attention to what his girlfriend was saying before the bell rang, and it took everything he had to nod and smile at her before walking to homeroom alone.

Nash caught sight of Hollie as he walked to homeroom, and it felt as though he was being gutted from the inside while he kept his eyes on her. He wanted to talk to her so badly, but Cara would have a field day if he was seen talking to her again. "I...I'm sorry..." It came out as barely a whisper, and nobody noticed that the Head Cheerleader's boyfriend looked like he was ready to cry at the sight of his now former best friend. God, how many times did Nash fight the urge to go over and beat her dad to the point where he needed to go to the ER this year alone, but stop because his girlfriend was texting or calling him? All of his work was done for his classes, and yet he forced himself to look away before plastering a fake smile on his face. It wasn't that much longer until graduation, and he wanted to be with Hollie before that day arrived, not Cara.
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Post by Icy » Mon Mar 06, 2017 1:40 am

Hollie walked with careful steps, hugging her notebook to her chest as if afraid someone would rip it away from her and read what she's written. They would know what it was she was planning and who knows the torment they would put her through for the rest of the day. If she could make it out when she wanted to. Not everyone in school made her life an absolute living Hell, the outcasts and lower cliques didn't bother with her, it was all the popular kids that made her a part of their daily 'fun.' The popular kids who thought it was funny to drag a person so far down into the dirt that they were willing to do whatever it took to to get away. No one cared, no one, but she long since grew to accept that fact. She fixed her earbuds, feeling them slip out a bit, and glanced over her shoulder cautiously. There was a feeling of being watched by...somebody, but she couldn't make it too obvious she was trying to figure out who it was. That would just potentially lead to her falling into more trouble if it was a popular kid because they would sure try to start something if they caught her eye. Claiming that she was a freak and watching them. What did it even matter? Here there were bound to be a handful of people watching her at all times, why be so concerned about this one?

After a moment she shook her head and walked into Mrs. Baron's classroom, moving to the back of the classroom where she sat in every class. Everyone else typically liked sitting up front tp be seen by the teacher so this was one way to avoid them, the teachers didn't pay much attention to the kids in back either so she wasn't often called on to answer questions. A relief for Hollie since anybody called on automatically became the center of attention until they sat down again. Mrs. Baron was one of the teachers who was nicer to Hollie, letting her sit in her class during lunch time and lending an ear when she needed it. Baron taught English and was her first class of the day after homeroom so luckily she wouldn't have to move an inch when the bell rang. She kept her eyes lowered to her desk, seeing others walk in from the corner of her eye but she didn't look up. It was still quiet other than the sound of her music, but soon enough she'd have to put it away. For now she opened her notebook again and returned to writing, touching the side of her neck where a new bruise lingered. Courtesy of her father who held her against the wall by her neck last night, all because she broke a cup on accident. Her long, brown hair was down so maybe no one would notice...

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Post by Light-Witch » Thu Mar 09, 2017 10:34 pm

As soon as Nash saw Hollie walk into her homeroom, the fake smile returned as he went to his homeroom. He had Mr. Winchester, known around school as the toughest teacher when it came to grades, and yet this was his favorite teacher that he had this year. What he kept forgetting the whole year was that one of the kids who took Taekwondo alongside him, a darker skinned boy known as Norberto, was in his homeroom as well. They weren't best friends, but it was obvious that they could go to each other if they had problems. Norbs was probably the only person in school who knew Nash was actually in love with the loner, and hadn't been afraid to let him know that he was furious when it came to his relationship with Cara. So when Nash sat down in his seat next to him, it was clear that he had seen Hollie as he looked at him.

"Nash, if you're that unhappy with Cara, stop dating her. It's obvious who you liked first anyway." It was a shock when people discovered that Nash and Cara were dating, especially considering that they thought the whole reason he was protecting Hollie was because he was dating her. The lighter kid rubbed the back of his neck nervously, knowing for a fact that his girlfriend was controlling as well as spoiled rotten. He even told Cara's parents that they needed to stop spoiling her, but it was in one ear and out the other with them. "You know how controlling she is, and I don't know what would happen if I tried to end things with her. Besides, Hollie probably hates me by now because of Cara." That probably explained the look he got when she first met her, and it took a few weeks to realize that his girlfriend was the reason his best friend hated him. Nash knew that he had Baron, and that his seat was in front of Hollie's, but it filled him with dread when that thought came to mind. He was close enough to her because of the past that he touched his neck, guessing that she had a bruise on her neck since where he touched didn't feel tender at all.
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Post by Icy » Fri Mar 10, 2017 10:37 pm

Hollie stared at her notebook, reading the same line of her letter over and over again until the lights in the room went out and the television in the​ corner of the classroom went on. Baron had been the one to turn out the lights, but the newsroom had the ability to turn the TV's on and off. Well at least the main ones. The ones on wheels that teachers could check out from the library were a different story. A sigh left her lips as one of the students who read off the news each day came onto the screen, looking back at her notebook to continue writing. The news never mattered to her, she didn't go to any of the events ever announced, she wasn't a part of any clubs, and she didn't plan on going to prom when that came up. They could say the alphabet for all the good it would do them, she just didn't care as much as she did about whatever was in her notebook. This had to be done before the last class of the day and right now she was nowhere near done. So much to say and yet such little space to say it, but maybe she shouldn't worry about saying so much. A little went a long way, at least that was what her mother used to say.

Her mother had been the glue of her family, and her life. It was after she died that everything fell apart and her father became abusive. The other kids started bullying her after that too although she wasn't too sure why, was it because she lost her mother? Or was it because of something else she did? Maybe both. She frowned slightly and looked up at the screen to see Nash's girlfriend on it, but she didn't take out her earbuds to hear what she was saying. Seeing as she had her cheerleading uniform on she assumed it was something Cheerleader related. As far as she knew they didn't have a competition or game this weekend, but she didn't keep up with those events. Anything having to do with Cara she stayed far away from, preferring to avoid the girl who stole her best friend. Cara was a manipulator and a good one at that so she didn't blame him for getting caught in her snares, but she did blame him for everything else. For breaking his promises. It made it hard to be near him, which made her wince as she remembered that once homeroom was over he'd be sitting right in front of her.

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Post by Light-Witch » Wed Mar 15, 2017 1:26 am

It didn't take long for the news to come on, and it took just looking up at the screen for Nash to tune all of it out. He used to pay attention to it, even waiting for the right moment to pop up as a way to distract Hollie when they had shared a homeroom together a few years ago. They talked about some topics that were once important to him like prom, but now he couldn't even care less about the one night a year somebody could dress up and spend money on limos or similar things like that. It was a question on everyone's mind: was Nash going to take Cara, or was he thinking of going with somebody else? I should be dating Hollie, not Cara. Why did I ever say yes to her in the first place? He took her to do their own things when dances came around, and it nearly slipped out that he liked her when he asked if she was going to want to do their own thing around this time last year. By the time news was over, Norberto had decided to bring up the one thing that was on every senior's mind this time of year.

"Are you going to prom, or are you going to try to blow it off again like last year?" It was a serious question, and both of them knew Cara would have a field day if she didn't go. "I'm not sure yet Norbs, and besides, I'm not even sure if I'll go with her." Everybody was too busy with their own conversations to pay attention to what Nash meant by what he said, and Norbs crossed his arms as he realized what he meant. "You know Hollie would probably love to go with you, even if you weren't there for her this year." Those words stung more than anything else, and that was when he made the decision to make things right. Tonight would be the night he'd break up with Cara, and he would make it right by asking Hollie out. It was his way of trying to make up for the broken promise, and yet would he be able to go through with it? He had all day to think about it, and as soon as the bell rang, he ran to Mrs. Baron's class as he finally had the first legitimate smile in months.

Nash took his seat right in front of Hollie, and since there were a few kids that weren't close to them, he was tempted to talk to her once again. The only issue was that one of those kids happened to be a cheerleader, and she looked over at them like it was a challenge for him to talk without Cara later finding out. The only alternative was to go to the old pencil sharpener at the corner of the room, and drop a note by her when nobody was paying attention. So Nash wrote a note that was in his best handwriting, and it wasn't an exaggeration when people said it was horrible, and he quickly let it fall when a kid passed him to sit down. It was something stupid to do, but it was better than being ridiculed for talking to his best friend. As if by some miracle, nobody noticed him do it, yet he prayed that Hollie would see it before she did something stupid.

The note: Cara will be single for prom.
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The moment the bell rang to signal the​ end of Homeroom Hollie felt her nerves tighten up. He would be coming and though he didn't talk to her, ever, she was afraid when the time would come that he would try. It happened everytime despite knowing that he didn't care, that he hasn't talked to her at all in the past year. Maybe she was afraid of the others saying something if he did, or maybe she was just afraid that the same vile words that came out of their lips would come out of his. That would be the cherry on top of the cake, but after today she wouldn't have to worry about that fear anymore. She wouldn't ever have to know if Cara was slowly and fully turning him against her. In a way she already has since he abandoned her, but she meant to the point he became one of her tormentors. He never liked to see bullying, but from the outside it seemed to her that he did whatever Cara asked him to do. More like begged him to do in a high-pitched 'cutesy' voice. Ugh, stop. Thinking of them was souring her mood so she pushed them to the back of her mind, they were going to be the last thing she thought of today. This wasn't about them anyway, it was about him.

Realizing she didn't have much time before the classroom was full she closed her notebook and opened her English book, staring at a random page blankly as if praying for it to just suck her right in. At least she wouldn't have to look at the back of his head if it did though if she just kept her head down and her eyes on her desk she could avoid the same exact problem. It wasn't like she would need any of the notes or homework they were given today anyway and most of the teachers didn't call on her either so there was little to worry about. She would be fine...although when he sat down she still winced, clenching her English book as if she were about to break it. When did he even come in and what was he doing? From the corner of her eye she could see him looking around the room then leaning forward to mess with something on his desk. What he was doing she didn't know or actually care, shifting her gaze more on her book as everyone settled in their seats, sharpened pencils and did whatever else they needed to prepare for English.

Mrs. Baron called everyone to attention when the bell for first period to begin, quieting them down and pointing to the board at the front of the classroom where their notes and assignment for the hour were written out in her neat handwritting. Hollie didn't even look up at it, distracted as she felt something land on her foot when she moved it to the side. She looked down to see a folded piece of paper and of course she thought it was just that; or a note that didn't make it to its proper destination. After all why would anyone write her a note? Yet she couldn't just leave it on the floor either and she picked it up to throw it away, until she noticed the familiar, awful handwriting that had taken her years to learn how to decipher. Her gaze scanned the room to make sure no one was looking before she opened it, reading it in disbelief. Clearly he was messing with her, or this wasn't meant for her and it was just a stupid prank for whoever​ it was actually meant for. She had no reason to believe what he said so she didn't believe it, crumpling it in her hand and shoving it in her pocket. Prank or not, if Cara heard about it she'd be pissed at him, not that Hollie had any reasons​ to care anymore. Besides, he wouldn't do it, that just wasn't reality. A sigh left her lips as she picked up her pencil and tried to copy the notes on the board, her brain needed the distraction right now.

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Post by Light-Witch » Sat Mar 18, 2017 9:05 pm

Nash could tell right away that Hollie had gotten his note, and yet it pained him when she crumbled it up. He didn't hear it fall to the ground, which gave him some hope that it wouldn't be seen by another cheerleader and fall into Cara's hands. He hadn't been happy since the day he caved and said yes to the Head Cheerleader, and the last time he truly was happy was the night before he caved. It was Nash's house that Hollie was allowed to go to after the abuse began, and he came very close to asking her out when he reluctantly brought her home when it was minutes before her curfew. He let it slip that she was the only one besides his mom that made him happy, and that if he were to date Cara, he wouldn't be happy no matter how things looked between him and the girl who was trying to tear them apart. When asked what he meant, he brushed it off as him liking another girl while refusing to give her name away.

Flash forward to today, and it appeared as though the whole school fell for the act that was going on. Nash quickly took down the notes before pulling out his English book in order to do the assignment, but his mind was on Hollie and her home life. It had to have gotten worse for her, and the more he stayed with Cara, the unhappier both of them felt. Was she cutting more, or was she...? No, Hollie wouldn't commit suicide, not while she still had hope for a chance to get out of their town and away from her dad. All he could manage to do was just barely enough of a job on his assignment to get a passing grade once it was turned in... if it was going to be turned in.

All of Nash's grades were borderline failing, and it was a combination of worrying about his best friend, the amount of times Cara had him take her out on dates a week, and the fact that he was developing depression that caused it all. Second to Hollie, he was nearly the smartest kid the teachers had, and yet he was certain that this year could've turned out better. As soon as the bell rang to signal the end of the period, there was just a sick feeling in Nash's stomach, almost as if he could tell that something was going to happen. It was enough to make him take a deep breath before getting up, and who did he happen to bump into and catch before they could fall over? His best friend, and he barely managed to give an apology before taking off with his books, looking as though he had seen a ghost when he looked at her. He had to get to math before the bell rang, and he had to get the fake happiness to show before he saw Cara in order to make sure she couldn't tell he wasn't feeling well now.
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Hollie couldn't concentrate on the notes long before she found her thoughts drifting in another direction. She was mostly thinking of the past when things used to be better and she was actually somewhat happy. When her mother was alive everything had been perfect, when she passed it got harder but she still had some happiness to hold onto. Nash had made it easier for her to deal with all the things she had been going through, but even that happiness was torn away. Everything happened for a reason though and so she wouldn't wish for it to be different, now if only she could believe that. Every day she wished to go back to the day everything changed and fix it somehow. How exactly she wasn't sure, but somehow. She bit her lip and stared at her notes, the letters blurring together as she felt tears springing to her eyes. Before anybody could see however she quickly wiped them away with the sleeve of her dark grey sweater, being careful so she didn't smear her black eyeliner. What a dead giveaway that would be, everyone would comment on it and this day would turn into Hell, there was a chance of that happening anyway and she didn't feel like helping it along.

Her gaze went back to the board, staring at it as if it were suddenly in another language. She couldn't focus again, it was useless to try so she just gave up and looked around the room until the bell rang. Next was History for her and she wasn't looking forward to it since a lot of Cara's Cheer friends were also in it. They had the most fun looking for reasons to mess with her and since Mr. Porklin was blind as a bat he never noticed anything. Students often snuck out of his class when he had his back turned, it would be comical if she actually had a funny bone but that broke a long time ago along with her self esteem. She shoved her books into her bookbag and stood up, only to be knocked over by Nash himself. He caught her and though she was surprised by that she wasn't surprised when he mumbled something she'd barely consider an apology, it could have been an insult for all she knew, and rushed out. A couple guys nearby snickered, but she simply ignored them and went off to her next class.

Cara was already in math class, her first class wasn't too far from here, sitting on top of her desk with some of her friends and a few guys surrounding her. She loved being the center of attention and she knew many guys wanted her but she wasn't the type to cheat. There was only one guy she really wanted and she had him, now if only he'd hurry up and get here since she was starting to feel a bit lonely. Her friends called her hopeless and told her that she could do better than that loser, but she defended him every time and she didn't feel hopeless. More like in love. She giggled, hearing one of her friends call her an airhead for getting lost in thought before she playfully shoved her and looked at the teacher. Last thing she needed was for someone to claim she was abusing her own friend when she wasn't. Math was her least favourite subject anyway, she hated the teacher just as much but having Nash in the same math class made it more fun. She liked to think she made it fun for him too.

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Math was the class Nash had struggled with as a kid, even if his struggling had made it as low as a ninety before this year. Now, he had barely managed a sixty-five, otherwise known as the dividing line between passing and failing. Stopping by his locker as a precaution, he took a deep breath once he unlocked it, and he nearly dropped his math textbook when he picked it up due to how much his hand was shaking. "Pull yourself together, you can't let anyone see you like this." If Cara saw him like this, would she even recognize him? No, he wouldn't be the normal guy she wanted...and that was how Nash was going to start off the breakup. The act would fall completely, and then he would tell the truth of why he was dating her in the first place.

It took a minute of just staying still for him to finally shut the locker, and Nash took off to math with a fake smile on his face. It was with Cara, and Norberto just so happened to be in History with Hollie. The moment he got through the door, it was straight to his girlfriend with a surprise by wrapping his arms around her waist from behind and pulling her close. Her perfume was overwhelming, and yet he kept the smile on his face as he played the part of the loving boyfriend. "I'm guessing you missed me?" It was just loud enough for everyone around the two of them to hear, and yet Nash didn't actually love Cara the way every other guy did. She was... opposite of Hollie, and he had to act as though he was head over heels for a girl that wasn't his type.

It didn't take long for the bell to ring, and Nash knew that his desk was right next to Cara's since she made it that way. Surprisingly enough, the only sign that something was up with him was the fact that he hadn't told his girlfriend that he loved her. They had been dating since the first day of school, and he still hadn't said it. Once it was time to work on their assignments, Nash knew Cara was going to move her desk next to his and work on it with him since that was the normal now. Something had to happen soon, something that could make things right if the right choices were made, and he could be with Hollie like he wanted to from the start. Nash only wondered if Norbs would actually tell her the truth, mainly because Cara was the only thing standing in his way at the moment.
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