The Four Of Us

Sam's POV

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I slammed my fist on my night stand, as it's the only way to stop the annoying alarm clock. 5:30. I got out of bed and got dressed in my Grey t-shirt, black skinny jeans, red jacket, and my red converse. I went to my bathroom to brush my hair and flat iron it. It looks to weird if it's not flat ironed. I put on my deodorant and then run down stairs to eat a pop tart. Then I run back to my bathroom to brush my teeth.
I grab my backpack and look out the window to see a short guy that seems to be my age walking down the street. I bust out the door and make sure to lock it. Running towards him I see him turn around to look at me. "Are you following me?" He asks confusedly. "I need to know where your going!" I yelled out. "I need to get to Belleville High!" I say to make myself seem like I know what I'm saying. "Oh, that's where I'm going, I'm Frank." I'm so relieved he goes to my school. "I'm Samantha, but call me Sam."

Four hours later

So far all my classes are boring, and hour for each class, so of corse I can't wait to go to lunch. The bell rings in an instant and I grab my shit and bust out the door. I get to my locker and shove my shit in it and make my way to the cafeteria. I found an empty table at the back of the table. I sat down and folded my arms up and rested my head on them. Someone tapped on my shoulder, I looked up at whoever it was. It was Frank. "Can me and my friends sit here too?" He asked politely. "Only if you leave me alone." I snapped back. He sat down across from me. One of his friends had jet black hair that swooped across his forehead, he sat next to me. The other one had short messy brown hair and glasses, he sat next to Frank. "I'm Gerard, and that is my brother Mikey, and he's Frank." Said the one with jet black hair. "I know who Frank is, he helped me get here today." I told Gerard. "Can I see your schedule?" Asked Mikey. I grabbed it out of my pocket and threw it at him. He unfolded it and looked at it. "You have 5th period with me, 6th period with Frank, and the study hall period, which you luckily have last, with all of us." "Is that supposed to be good or something." I said leaning against the wall behind me. "Yes, because that study hall period is the last one of the day, and it's held in the library. Unlike the rest of the study hall periods are held near the back of the school, which makes everyone late to class." Frank explained. "You don't seem very thrilled about being here, is there something wrong?" Gerard asked as he laid his his hand on my shoulder. "I didn't want to move here. But I had to." "Do you want to talk about it?" "No." The bell rang and Mikey walked with me to our next class, luckily I got to sit by him in the back. This class was so boring I fell asleep. The bell rang as my wake up call. "Sam, we're leaving." Mikey said as he shook me awake. I headed to my class, which I had with Frank. "Did you fall asleep?" He asked as he started to walk beside me. "The last class was so boring that if I didn't fall asleep I would have skipped." "You'll like our next class. It's the best class in the school, I'm glad you have it with me." We walked into the room and I instantly knew this was a science class by the the smell of Clorox and bleach. "We get to sit with who ever want as long as we stay out of trouble." Frank said eagerly. He was really hyper, I wonder if he's always this hyper. Then some preppy girl walked in and saw me sitting next to Frank. She walked over to me making sure to let her boobs jiggle as much as possible. I already hate her just by what I've seen of her. "Frankie, why are you sitting next to this pathetic piece of shit?" She looked idiotic, but was trying her best not to be. "Beth, stop calling me that, you have a boyfriend, and she's not a pathetic piece of shit, she's my friend." Frank got really defensive really quick. Before I knew it she had pulled me over to the corner of the room and punched me in the face. "That's for bothering Frankie." She threw me on the floor and kicked me in ribs with her stilettos. "That's for being a massive bitch to me!" She walked over to her "boyfriend", told him something, then he walked over to where I was laying on the floor, and grabbed me off the floor and yanked me into the supply closet. He smirked at me, making me feel uncomfortable. He then put a hand over my mouth and shoved his other hand in my bra making sure that I felt extremely uncomfortable, he yanked my shirt and bra up to suck on my nipple. While he did that he took his free hand and stuck it in my panties. I heard the the door knob jiggle. I really hope it's Frank, I don't want to be raped. He shoved his fingers up in my vagina and moved to my other breast to suck on the other nipple. His weight against mine made me weak. He then took his hand out of my panties and quickly pulled my jeans and panties down. The room was dark and I was so uncomfortable that I couldn't make a sound. Then Frank bust in. I started crying and he pushed the ugly jock off me and closed the door making sure that no one could me and he turned on the light. I pulled my panties up then my pants and fixed my bra and shirt. Once I was fully clothed he pulled me for a hug. "How far did he get?" He asked as he grabbed my hand and pulled me out of the closet and back to our seats, before the teacher got in the room. "He touched me. He sucked on my nipples. He fingered me." I nervously told Frank. "I'm glad I saved you before he had the chance to actually rape you." The teacher never got to the class so we ended up talking about what we like and we exchanged phone numbers. Before we knew it, the bell rang and Frank led me to the library. It was huge and two stories high. He took me to the top and we met up with Gerard and Mikey. "What happened to you?" Gerard asked. "Beth beat her up, then Jonathan molested her and was about to rape her!" Frank answered for me. Gerard pulled me into a hug and asked me how far he got. "He sucked on my nipples and fingered me. Then Frank got in the closet and stopped him." I answered Gerard. "I'll fucking kill him!" Mikey said in anger as he then hugged me. "What are you going to do?" Asked Frank. "My parents are on a business trip in Buffalo, New York, so they let me stay home because they think I'm responsible." I said as we sat on the floor, and I sat in Gerard's lap. "How long are they gonna be gone?" Gerard asked. "Two more weeks, they've been gone for three days." "My parents are always at work, so you can stay at my place, said Frank. "We always go to my house after school and hangout in the basement." Said Mikey.

Notes

I think this story is gong to be a good one