Trevor’s POV
I was roaming the halls when I finally found her.
“Hey,” I said, reading for her arm, grabbing it softly.
“What?” She said in a harsh tone, snapping back at me. She pulled her arm away.
“You ran. Why? It’s not going to fix your problems. I just want you to have friends your own age. Teacher’s pets don’t fare well here.” I said, trying to sound friendly.
“I don’t care. I’m not coming back anyway.” She replied, sounding aggravated.
“I don’t want your promises. Leave me alone.” She was mad, as she stormed off she said “And I don’t need you to protect me, I can do it myself.”