Fresh Yet Senior Love COLLAB w/ CaptainOnceUponATime

Swirls Of Water

A/N: I'm so sorry if your name is Zac, Mike, or Luke. I just needed some boy names. Also, check out XxCrimson_InfernoxX. She is awesome. Also, they are all in high school. I didn't want to use any actual Smosh cast members for the bullies, so I used these boys.

Noah sat on the bus. He stared out the window. They passed a row of evergreen trees. The needles lightly tapped on the window. It reminded Noah of a daily occurrence. It reminded Noah of children pointing at him. The way it sounded when the wind hit the window reminded Noah of people laughing at him. The mix of the needles and wind hitting the window reminded Noah of every single day. The bus passed a pond. Noah remembered another daily thing. Noah remembered the first time it felt when his face hit the water. After of few weeks of this, Noah got used to the water running into his body through his ears, mouth, and nose. Sometimes water would've even get in his eyes. Why did you think he needed glasses? Staring at a screen for hours? Noah was more of a book guy. Water wasn't the only reason Noah needed glasses, Jessica and her gang shoved a bright light into Noah's face every single week. It's been going on since fifth grade. Noah was over it. They were in their sophomore year now. Noah was used to it. Zac and his gang were giggling in the seat next to Noah's. Noah sat alone. He just sat there even though he knew they were laughing at him.

Slam!

Noah shut his navy green locker. He stomach growled. It was time for lunch. Memory bolted into Noah's mind. His lunch was in his locker. Noah only twisted the combination lock on his locker once when there was a tap on his shoulder.

"Guess what time it is!" Zac's bitch number 1, Mike, taunted.

"You better come with us or else..." Zac's bitch number 2, Luke, cracked his knuckles. I was quick to follow. Noah took his glasses off and slipped them into his pocket. Zac pushed Noah into a stall.  Then he entered. Zac's bitch 1 and 2 followed. 

"Fucking virgin." Luke muttered, mentally laughing. Mike spun Noah around so that he was facing the old, white, brick wall.  Zac grabbed Noah's fluffy light pink hair and threw it down into the toilet. Luke placed his hand on the shiny silver handle. Then he pushed his hand down. Noah felt water clog up his nose, pour into my ears, fill  my mouth, and some even seeped into my eye.sockets. I felt dizzy. Finally, the swirling stopped, and Luke pulled me out.  Everything spun. I leaned on the red stall wall for support.

"Take that, you little virgin." Zac laughed. Zac and his bitches left the bathroom. They left Noah in the stall, soaking wet, crying.

Suck it up. Get used to it.

Noah told himself over and over again. When you tell something to yourself a good amount of times, you begin to believe it.