Calla walked hurriedly down the hallway with her books clutched tightly to her chest and her head faced down, she was trying hard to avoid being noticed by her worst nightmare, Davis Williams and his bully friends who were standing not too far from her. They were waiting for her.
She always wondered why they only picked on her, to the rest of the students, Davis Williams was a sweetheart that everyone wanted to be with, but to her, he was a living nightmare that she couldn't escape from.
"Hey, red hair, trying to escape us?." The tall handsome boy said, his tone cold as ice.
She froze, they had seen her after all. She was the only girl who had red hair in the whole school.
"I- I wasn't trying to escape from you, Davis." She stuttered.
"How many times do I have to tell you to pay your respects to me every morning?." Davis asked her.
Calla knew what he meant by paying her respects to him every morning.
