(Y/N) your name
(L/N) last name
(h/c) hair colour
(e/c) eye colour
(f/c) favourite colour

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3rd Person POV

The (h/c) female leaned against the door frame, her legs slowly losing their remaining strength, but still wanted the her Scarletts reason for not liking her even though she was the reason she even survived.
(Y/N) gazed at the friends, waiting for her to finally say something before she made herself known to them, her injured body becoming more and more weaker from the immense blood loss her body had to endure previously.
Scarlett was playing with her hands, obviously trying to formulate her reason for disliking the (h/c) female, her gaze shifting between her hand and the people sitting around her, waiting patiently for any kind of response.

After some minutes, Scarlett finally looked up, a strange expression painted on her face, sighing she told them finally the truth, her voice lingering with regret and anger:"She's better capable surviving without us, after what happened to Sue and Hailey, she surely won't like living here!"

"That doesn't have to do for why you dislike her so much, Scarlett.", exclaimed Lawrence, his response sounding rather cold towards her, his gaze burning holes in her now sitting form.

Shifting her gaze towards the tall brunette male, her eyes brimmed with little tears, the situation being to much for her to handle at the moment.

Forming her hand into a fist, she angrily and frustrated punched the table several times, as she sobbed:"You don't even know her Lawrence, no single one of you know her, NO ONE!"

Tears escaped her red coloured eyes, making their way down her rosy cheeks, her feeling taking over her mind.

Still leaning against the wooden door frame, the (h/c) female was shocked on how Scarlett acted, somehow not understanding her current behaviour.

'Wait..'

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FLASHBACK

It was a Friday morning for the (h/c) teenager, as she made her way towards her high school, yawning several times as to how tired she was, studying all night for an exam she had to do today, in a subject she wasn't really good at.

(f/c) earbuds were plugged into her ears, blasting her favourite music over and over again, her mouth silently singing alongside the beat, her steps matching the rhythm from the song.

A cold breeze blew through the town, making the female tremble in her black thick jacket, it's fabric allowing the freezing air to hit her skin, making goose bumps appear on her arms and legs.
In the distance the old teen could already hear the voices of her fellow classmates, as they were seated in front of the school on some benches, their daily shouting already beginning in the early morning, making (Y/N) whine, not wanting to deal with their overly childish behaviour today.

Coming closer to them, (Y/N) let her gaze wander to the opposite direction, trying to ignore their shouts directed to her, tuned out by the currently played song.

Entering the school, she made her way towards her locker, on her way seeing different types of groups of friends, happily chattering the remaining time until lessons begin away, sometimes laughing at some joke one of them made.

There were many different types of groups in this school.
Popular girls.
Popular guys.
Nerds.
Emos.
Jocks.
Otakus.
Teacher's pets
However (Y/N) didn't fit in one single group.

'I'm here to study and to prepare myself for the real world, not wasting my time to find as many friends as possible', the (h/c) female thought, slamming her locker shut, nearly breaking the lock mechanism.

Turning around, she bumped into something rather soft, taking a few steps back from the impact.
Hearing a loud scream, she looked up, seeing a blonde female covered with some sort of beverage, her blouse stained brown.
(Y/N) assumed it was coffee, as the empty cup laid on the floor, a pool of the brown liquid forming under it.

"YOU PIECE OF SH*T, LOOK AT MY BLOUSE!", the blonde female screamed, the high pitched voice of hers making (Y/N) thankful that she still had her earplugs in her ears.

Cringing at the blondes loud rambling, a group of girls joined her, that (Y/N) assumed were her 'friends', also beginning to shout at her hurtful words, but left after the jocks wandered down the hall.

"I'm sorry.", exclaimed the introverted treen, not wanting to get bullied by her too.

Gazing at the blonde, she saw how she cleaned herself up with some tissues, looking up at her apology.
Sighing, she threw the dirty brown tissues in the nearest bin, her aim being perfect.

"Don't worry about it.", the popular blonde exclaimed, a strange expression placed on her make-up covered face.

The bell rang, so the two females parted, each of them making their way towards their first class, the incident still lingering in both of their minds.

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BACK TO REALITY

Little droplets of the salty body fluid escaped the blondes eyes, the memories flooding back from her time in high school, remembering all the things the people in there had done to the (h/c) female.
"I didn't deserve to be rescued by her!", Scarlett sobbed, her voice quivering from a lump in her throat, her red eyes becoming puffy.
Coughing the life out of her throat, she slowly began to collect herself, taking the blanket to dry her eyes and face, as to how wet it became from all the tears she spilled.

Judy gave the blonde look of pity, a hint of confusion hiding in her expression, questions still being unanswered by her statement.
Lawrence and Harry were utterly cofused by Scarlett, her motive not adding up with her response, but didn't dare to question it, in fear to anger her once again.

(Y/N) on the other hand, remembered the faint memory where she had first met the blonde female, not knowing why she didn't recognize her sooner as to how similar she looked now and in the past.
Tears brimmed at her (e/c) eyes, some rolling down her round cheeks, falling onto her shirt.
She felt somehow touched by the other females statement, on how she implied that she didn't really held a grudge at her, but rather felt ashamed from the past events that occured for (Y/N), that the blonde had to watch.

Reaching out her hand, she held it to her mouth, trying to contain the sobs that threatened to escape, risking that she would be caught by them.
Squeezing her (e/c) shut, her legs gave nearly in, the remaining strenght not going to last for a long period of time.
Her vision blurred once again, the aftermath of the fight taking a toll on her body, the blood loss making her dizzy, as black dots appeared once again, swirling around, making her squeeze her (e/c) eyes tightly. 

Her knees nearly buckled over, making her stumble into the silent room, as she tried to regain her balance by leaning against the wall, her surrounding beginning to turn and twist, making the others alert of her presence.
A look of shock was plastered on their faces, as Lawrence and Harry swiftly got on their feet, helping the (h/c) female to one of the chairs in the room, each of them holding one of her shoulder, carrying her towards the furniture.

Gently the both males placed (Y/N) on the chair, holding her in place, as she nearly fell off, her feeling of balance not present.
Blood dripped from her arms, staining her already bloody shirt, the blood flow not stopping as she gripped one of her arms, trying to stop it, but no avail. 

"(Y/N), can you hear me?", asked Harry, his voice sounding worried as his face was directly in front of hers, nearly bumping noses.

Gripping her shoulder, the other brunette male gave her a reassuring pat, drawing circles in her back, whispering in her ear:"You're going to be okay, I promise."

A little smirk plastered on his lips, hiding it from the others, the situation getting better and better for him.
Making his way over to one of the cupboards in the classroom, he opened it, taking bandages and a infection spray with him, kneeling in front of her, beginning to clean her wounds, the spray lightly stinging her cuts, making her tense up.

"It's okay.", reassured her Judy, her chubby little hand patting her back, trying to calm her down from the pain she must experience at the very moment.

Exhaling deeply, the (h/c) female bit her lip, the stinging making her body ache in several places.
Looking at the blonde female seated across from her, she gave a sincere smile, mentally forgiving her.

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Author-kun managed to get sick
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●Matthi