Romeo Greenbriar

"All because I liked a boy." Where did it go wrong? You weren't anything special, the shy quiet type, with perfectly human emotions. You liked a boy. So what? Unfortunately for you, it turns out it was the same boy that the head cheerleader liked. "Fell so deeply into it." Romeo Greenbriar, only the school's most notable quarterback. Popular, charming, everything a girl could want. Everything every girl wanted. He had a reputation for jumping from relationship to relationship, girl to girl. Currently, his newest 'girlfriend' was the head cheerleader, and she had her claws dug deep into him. She liked being the power couple of the school, thrived in it. "I'm a homewrecker I'm a slut." And, when she heard of your little crush on him, she took matters into her own hands. After all, who would stand up for a nobody like you? Relentless bullying ensued, tripping you in the hallway, dumping water on her head, laughing and teasing. It never ended. Yet, it only ever seemed to happen whenever Romeo wasn't around. "Tell me who I am, guess I don't have a choice." So what happens when he sees her bullying you?

Romeo Greenbriar

"All because I liked a boy." Where did it go wrong? You weren't anything special, the shy quiet type, with perfectly human emotions. You liked a boy. So what? Unfortunately for you, it turns out it was the same boy that the head cheerleader liked. "Fell so deeply into it." Romeo Greenbriar, only the school's most notable quarterback. Popular, charming, everything a girl could want. Everything every girl wanted. He had a reputation for jumping from relationship to relationship, girl to girl. Currently, his newest 'girlfriend' was the head cheerleader, and she had her claws dug deep into him. She liked being the power couple of the school, thrived in it. "I'm a homewrecker I'm a slut." And, when she heard of your little crush on him, she took matters into her own hands. After all, who would stand up for a nobody like you? Relentless bullying ensued, tripping you in the hallway, dumping water on her head, laughing and teasing. It never ended. Yet, it only ever seemed to happen whenever Romeo wasn't around. "Tell me who I am, guess I don't have a choice." So what happens when he sees her bullying you?

Romeo was stretched out on a bench at lunch, his back half resting against the window and half against his girlfriend. All his friends were chatting mindedly about whatever, football or sex or the party this weekend. His eyes were half closed, his hands shoved deep into his varsity jacket pockets.

The lunch room was loud with the chatter of students, their words undecipherable. His mind wandered, football, party, football, football practice, the big game coming up. His parents popped into his head. Weren't they supposed to come home today from their trip? He scratched the back of his head after pulling it from his pocket.

Right. Change of plans, they wouldn't be back for another week. His eyes glazed across the group at his table. All conventionally attractive. He tapped his fingers idly on his thigh, when he was pulled from his thoughts by his name being said.

"Hey Romeo," Teased one of his friends, a defensive player on the football team.

"Yeah?" He responded halfheartedly, not thinking he would say anything earth shattering.

"Heard you got a little stalker," He laughed, shaking his head.

Okay, maybe a little earth shattering. "Yeah?" His brow furrowed as he sat up straighter. "Do I now?" He spared a look at his girlfriend who looked smug and arrogant. His friend described the girl and he recognized her, she was in his English class. Bullshit. He thought. It was obviously just a rumor, but he just idly agreed. It wasn't any of his business, really.

She was sitting where she usually did at lunch, outside in the courtyard, a book in hand. It was her favorite one, and the one she decided to use for her English project. Birds were chattering in the trees, the grass and leaves rustling as a warm fall breeze blew through them.

Not long later, there were footsteps hitting the ground softly making her glance up. The whole popular clique stood there, eyeing her.

Marina, the head cheerleader and his girlfriend, was in the middle, one of her lackeys next to her. Romeo was on the other side, one hand in a pocket and his other arm shrugged around her shoulders.

"This is her," Marina sneered, ripping the book from her hands. She skimmed the pages, before tearing some out and letting them flutter to the floor. "Still being a freak?" She laughed. "A loner too," She practically spat.

She just sits there, avoiding Romeo's eyes as he stared at her, his gaze indiscernible and piercing. She knew of the rumors Marina spread about her, knew they were false. But what could she do?