Kinsleys pov:

"Because my education is more important than parties and boys" I said. "Not like you would know though since you don't care if you're smart or not."

"You bitch" she replied.

"Did you hear that? Colby called for you." I said just to get her away from me.

Sam:

Good one. ;)

Kinsley:

Uh thanks.

I slipped my phone back in my pocket and went downstairs. As I was putting food on my plate I felt the stare of Taylor. I just knew she wanted to make a comment but she couldn't or else Colby would dump her and my parents would hate her. I sat down at the table and just rubbed it in her face about how she couldn't say anything. I didn't eat much though since I've been trying to lose weight. Sam snickered noticing what I was doing. It was pretty funny if I do say so myself.

"Kinsley," Mom said, "I heard you're getting bullied at school"

"What no I'm not" I said keeping my head down.

"Kinsley, why didn't you tell me" Colby asked.

"No point." I said and excused myself to my room.

When I got to my room I sat on my bed and just sobbed. I heard a knock on my door and told whoever it was to go away. I heard foot steps then I heard Colby yell down the stairs for Sam.

"Can you talk to her? She might listen to you." I heard Colby say.

"I'll try" Just then I heard a knock on my door. I opened it to see only Sam and I let him in.

"Hey are you okay?" Sam asked.

"I didn't want anyone finding out who told?"

"I think Taylor covered for herself and said she saw someone bullying you."

"Oh great.." I continued to sob and Sam came and sat next to me and hugged me.

"It'll be okay, Kins" He was rubbing my back while reassuring me everything would be okay. He then left and Colby tried to talk to me but I just shut him out. I put on Netflix and just went to bed.

~Next day~

I was walking to first period when I got shoved into a locker by none other than Taylor. I pushed her off and continued to English. I have an English class with Sam because I am really smart for my grade and got into Senior English. Colby is unfortunately in Junior English even though he's a senior. He doesn't care about graduation, but me, I would love to graduate and get a good job. I might even graduate early. I walked into English and sat next to Sam. We talked the entire class.

I think I like him. No. I can't. That's my brothers best friend. I thought to myself. Fuck. Do I really like this kid?

Author's note: thank you for reading! hope you enjoy!! <3