I stepped through the school doors.

I was immediately greeted by a swarm of students hustling and bustling to get to their daily business.

I held my head down, making my way to my locker while bumping into a few people here and there.

As expected, they shouted out some insults.

"Hey watch where you're going you piece of trash!"

"Nerd alert. She's so disgusting"

"Ugh! Pathetic"

"Move it loser"

"I didn't think it was possible for someone to be Soo ugly and so disgusting at the same time but Dorian sure proved me wrong"

I sighed. This has been happening to me all my life and yet still I'm not used to it.

I don't think I'll ever be used to it.

It hurts. It always does.

When I finally reached my locker, I was slammed up against it.

All the air flew out of my lungs as I was held up against my locker by my throat.

I looked down and saw Mason smirking at me, an evil glint in his eyes.

"Pleasant morning Walker" he said. He always did this. I was tired of it.

I tried to keep a straight face, not wanting him to know how much his hold on my neck is affecting me.

"Pleasant morning to you too Mason" I wheezed out.

He smiled at that, satisfied at the fact that he was the reason why I could barely get air into my lungs.

"You se-" he started but stopped when he heard the hushed whispers around us.

He let go of my throat which was a relief. I started gasping for air and tried to regulate my breathing.

When I did, I looked in the direction that everyone was looking, even Mason.

I turned and saw four skyscrapers walking down the hallway, all dressed in black.

They were thick and looked as if even their muscles had muscles.

They were really handsome too.

I've never seen them at school before which means that they were new.

The students in the hallway cleared a path for them to walk.

They looked like one of those 'talk- to- me -and -I'll- mess- you- up -so -bad,- your -family -won't- be -able- to -recognize- you' type of guys.

One of them bumped into another guy and he threw the poor guy a glare that I'm pretty sure he peed his plants.

The four guys were walking towards us now, one of them with brown hair had his chocolate coloured eyes on me.

His eyes held mine for a long time. Then the four skyscrapers walked past me down to the end of the hallway.

As soon as they were out of sight, everyone in the hallway began talking about them in excited tones.

Even Mason and his friends seemed to have forgotten about me and turned to walk away muttering something about the boys.

I took that as my chance to escape and took my books out of my locker and went to my chemistry class.