Poor Amber has been bullied for most of her life, but there's one boy who is the harshest of them all. Jake is controlled by his girlfriend, Courtney, to do anything she pleases. Emily is the best friend in love with the boy, Finn, in the bully group. Everyone is wearing a mask. Everyone is in disguise.


2. Changed?

~Jake's POV~
"I'm sick of you man," Finn barges into my room.
"What are you talking about?" I push my hair out of my face.
"How you treat Amber. She's a nice girl and you're breaking her."
"You need to tell her how you really feel. Apologize for all you've done and tell her you love her."
"What's the point?"
"The point? You're bullying the girl you've been in love with for who knows how long, and dating a whore."
"What happens when I do what you say and she just hates me?"
"Start being nice to her now, Jake. You've got two weeks before summer break to make a fucking move."
"What about Courtney? She'll never leave me alone."
"Just break up with her. She’ll get that you're done with her eventually."
"Fine, I'll break up with her tomorrow."
"And talk with Amber?"
'Will it make you happy?"
"Very much," he smiles.
"Fine, I'll talk to her in study hall."
"Thank you!" He turns and walks out.
There's no way Amber will talk to me. She hates me. Ugh, why is life so confusing? Why do I let Courtney tell me to bully her? I'm such a fucking idiot!
*The Next Day-Early Afternoon*
~Amber's POV~
I'm in the library for study hall today. It’s nice and quiet and I can actually get some work done.
Someone sets their stuff down in the place next to me. Then they plop down in the seat. "Hey Amber," says a voice I do not want to talk to: Jake.
"What the hell do you want?" I whisper-hiss back. Keeping my eyes on my paper.
"Um, I just came to tell you I broke up with Courtney."
My stomach does a flip and I have to bite the inside of my cheeks to stop from smiling. "Well, I'm sorry."
"Don't be. She was a bitch."
"Did you hear about the contest?"
"To go to Paris? Yeah, I signed up with Finn."
"Cool. I signed up with Emily."
"Five people get to go."
"Yeah. We've all got a chance."
"It was nice talking to you ner-I mean, Amber."
I look at him for a few seconds, "Sure. Same to you, though."
*A Few Hours Later*
"So, he had a normal conversation with you?" Emily asks.
"Yeah," I sit down on the couch next to her with a bowl of freshly popped popcorn. "No teasing. Just small talk. It was nice."
"I bet. You think it’s a onetime thing?"
"I don't know. You think we could win the trip to Paris?"
"Yeah. And I hope we do. I'd love to get away for the summer."
"Me too. Maybe Finn and Jake will win as well."
"That leaves one person."
"I couldn’t care less who else wins."
"Courtney is trying to get back with Jake. She was all over him in English."
"Of course. She won't step off until she finds another boyfriend."
"Shouldn't be too hard for her," she laughs causing me to laugh.
"Are we having a video game day tomorrow?"
"We have a little shopping to do before, but we can after that.”
"Yes. Can't wait. How I love the weekend."
*The Next Morning*
I wake up and instantly check my phone out of habit. I have a text from an unknown number. "Hm," I click it and quickly read it.
'Hey, it’s Jake. Emily gave your number to Finn who gave it to me. So don't freak out.'
I smile at the text, "That boy is confusing me. Teases me forever and now wants to be my friend." I decide to text back, 'Hello. I'm not the easily freaked out.' Then I set my phone back down and rush to the bathroom. I've got a few things to do today.
*A Few Hours Later*
"We're getting The Last of Us," I say as I grab it off the shelf in the video games section of Walmart.
"Fine,' Emily says. "But next time we're getting what I want."
"Fine, fine. Just pick out a good one. One that lasts a long time so we don't come back for a while."
*A Few Hours Later*
"Jake texted me," I say as I attack a clicker.
"I know. I'm the one who gave Finn your number to give to Jake," Emily says.
"Thanks for telling me."
"I didn't think you'd mind since Finn said he's changed."
"I hope so, then I'll enjoy going to school."
"Watch out. Clicker."
"I've got it," I smoothly kill the gross zombie thing.
"You're pretty good at this game."
"What can I say?" I smile. "I'm just a video game pro."


Hope you liked it! These chapters will be kind of short. :)

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