Please Don't Take This Out On Me

I sighed and wiped a couple tears away as I closed the door and walked hesitantly over to my bed. I swung the bag I brought onto it's plain, white sheets and started to unpack the few clothes, comics, small comfort junk foods, and toilet trees I brought with me. Then I started to cry again; curling up and sobbing into the cold pillow. I didn't want to stay here. I wanted to be with my mother. She was always there for me since my dad died and I had always been super close to her.
I finally looked up to grab a tissue when I noticed Bob was standing at my bedside with his arms crossed. "H-hi," I squeaked. "My god. I hope you realize none of the kids here are gonna come into my room now with a little crying fag living with me." I winced. "I'm s-sorry..." I never meant to cause trouble. I wanted to make friends and be happy here.
Bob rolled his eyes and let out a low growl. "What would Gerard say..." I cocked my head to the side and bit my lip. "W-who?" "GERARD!" Bob yelled. "He's like, the most popular guy here. Everyone worships him - even the adults here. Even Mrs Skybalt." I felt my eyes widen. She seemed hard to impress. "W-wow-" "And he's not going to come in here anymore thanks to you!" Bob shouted. "I finally got in with the popular kids and then you showed up. Now I'm gonna lose all my friends!"
I sniffled quietly. "I'm sorry, I'll be your friend." Bob raised his arm and gave me a painful slap across the cheek. I put my hand up to my face and gasped. "Yeah, like I'd wanna be friends with a fucking emo fag like you." I curled up into a little ball on the bed as Bob went over to his bed. I was frightened - I could easily get killed if all the other kids were like Bob. I forced myself to take deep breathes and sighed. Maybe there would be one nice kid here.
"DINNER!" I jumped as a loud voice hollered from downstairs and Bob leapt off his bed and dashed towards the door. "Coming, fag?" he asked; pausing to roll his eyes and glare at me. I squeaked and nodded; getting up and following him down the long staircase and trying not to cry. I could do this without a panic attack. I could do this.

Notes

Hi again. Hope you all like it so far! I'm only on the second chapter, I know, I know... I'll update more later :)