Who Is The Bully?

POLLEN'S POV

I scampered around in the room, confused on what to do. I wasn't familiar with the mansion yet, but I was pretty certain that I couldn't stay here. She mustn't meet me here. Just when I was about to reach for the door knob, it twitched open and the door hit me hard on the face.

" Arrgh!" I cried out, stumbling backwards, rubbing my head forehead.

"Ouch. Didn't know you were there" She said, looking over her shoulder as she stepped into the hall. "Sorry. I didn't see you." She walked to one side of the wall opposite me so that she was facing me.

As I stood up straight again, I looked at her face. Her blonde hair fell over her right eye, and her lips were curled in what seemed like a smile.

"It's okay," I said, taking a moment to compose myself.

" So this is where he chose to hide you" Her ridiculously high shoes made clicking noises against the floor as she walked past me, making sure not to touch my sleeve or anything. I looked so small next to her, with my slightly port