The Muse - Chapter 1,2&3

Shanea walked down the hallway, her hoodie just covering the top of her face, she looked up through her glasses nervously, she was fine, Shanea thought. No one's there. Clicking open her locker and staring inside was when this slender, smooth faced girl realised she wasn't beautiful. She was okay. Just okay. Her big glasses hid her big brown eyes and her long wavy brown hair was buried under a jw hoodie. The bell rung several times over but Shanea didn't move, her face was hidden in the metal safety curtain and no one would be able to see her uglyness, she thought.
When the small girl strode round the corner to the next lesson, she stopped dead in her tracks. A large group of boys were advancing on her and before she knew it she was being cornered by the lockers and trying to hold back her years because she knew that would just make her seem weaker.
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Zach hung back, his so called friends closing in on their newest victim, he hated this. It was just mean and they didn't know what they were doing to people's self esteem, but he had to stay friends with Ricky because his mother and Zachs were best friends. He quickly checked over one of the gang's shoulders to see the most stunning girl, slim, with big brown eyes that were magnified by her cute glasses, small but as his mother always said, 'Good things come in small packages'.
"Look at those bins on your ugly face! Anyone would think your a raccoon."
"FUGLY!FUGLY!FUGLY!" They chanted shoving her into the lockers hard, he could hear her whimpers of help but he couldnt. He just didn't have the nerv, to step forward and tell them to back off. But. No. He couldn't.. The bell rang for the last time and they cleared off round another corner, to bully another poor sufferer.
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Shanea wiped the blood from her mouth and made her way into her classroom, glanced at the seating plan and found that she was sitting at the back next to a guy named Zach.Seemed alright as long as it wasn't one of those boys. She held her books close to her chest and shook her hood off, before sitting in her seat and cleaning her glasses a tad. She was only comfortable around the so called geeks because they all got bullied for how they looked and they all understood what it felt like.
Shanea blinked back her tears and looked up as she saw the cutest guy walk in the room, he was tall and fair skinned, but his dark fringe whipped across his face like an upcoming wave. She quickly glanced around the room to see if this was the mystery Zach. No one else had an empty chair... Her heart skipped a beat, this must be him!
She slid her books to her side of the desk as Zach walked towards the desk, "You must be Shanea?" he asked with a husky mellow tone to his voice. She couldn't help but blush. " Yup. I'm guessing your Zach?" She replied quickly, Zach looked up and smiled slightly before sitting next to her, the desks were small and you were quite crammed in, " I'm sorry." Zach blurted out, his face full of sorrow as he saw a bit of blood seeping from her mouth. He took out a piece of cloth from his bag and handed it her, "Your mouth?" She softly touched her chin and found the blood, she gratefully took the cloth and dabbed it until most of the redness had gone.
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As the teacher started to talk Zach felt worse and worse, all he could do was watch Shanea's beautiful hands shaking, she was nervous because she couldn't face another encounter with those boys, they'd treated her awfully and they always targeted twice. They were called 'LST' around Cornellius Academy, cleverly standing for 'Lightning strikes twice'. He kept glancing over to her and checking she was okay, and when Shanea realised she would glow bright red and smile back at him which only made Zach look down and smile as his eyes twinkled with happiness. But as the lesson drew to an end Zach could only feel sorry for the girl with the glasses, for he knew that this girl, this girl that he had so much in common with, the same taste in music "I love Greenday, Coldplay.." she would say in that perfect soft but happy mingle of sounds. And he would reply, "All things indie really.." and she would smile at him, thinking if things could've been any better.
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Shanea shuffled awkwardly down the hall, her jaw bandaged up after yesterday's events and an even bigger hoodie draped over her head, so she thought to herself, how ugly she looked and why did her mother think these glasses would look nice on her. She passed the lockers, feeling a little happier at the prospect that English was next. And that meant..Zach. But how Shanea knew her life was not going well at the moment, for there was the same gang of boys, in the same place, waiting for her. Just her. No one else but Shanea. Her beautiful smile dropped suddenly as the boys drew nearer
"Hey four eyes. Ready to get your face pummelled so it can match those glasses?"
"Yeah. Might aswell quit trying now. Your life's over."
They taunted until Shanea broke down and let tears roll down her cheeks, the gang sensed this as a weakness and she fell back against a locker. But that's when she realised who was hanging around with them, Zach.
She looked towards him hoping just hoping that maybe he would stand up for her, well he wasnt bullying her and he wasnt hitting her, he might just. But he wouldn't look up, he just put his hands in his pockets and kicked a can across the corridor. She thought about pleading but as they kicked her stomach in and bashed her knees, they suddenly realised who she was staring at. "Him? He doesnt like you. Why would he like a fugly thing like you." But Zach couldn't stand this anymore, he couldn't see this helpless girl, who he was starting to quite like, be hurt even more. He pushed through LST and picked up Shanea and kissed her lips passionately. He pulled back and looked at the boys, " Don't let them do this to you. Your perfect." she looked up at him and tears pricked her eyes. " You think so?" The bell rung again and as the boys left one by one they kicked and spat at him. He took her hand and squeezed it, "I know so." he smiled down at her and they walked into English together.