"I don't get it dude, im the hottest guy in school. She can't breakup with me. That ugly bitch needs to get her mind straight." Clark said, walking with his friend James their to next class. "Don't sweat it, Clark. There are many other girls out there. Fuck her! She doesn't deserve you!" James said trying to encourage Clark, but Clark wasn't listening. He was planning revenge on Jessica, the ex. They walked into their next class, Jessica was already in the room sitting in her normal seat, beside where Clark sat. Clark walked over to his seat and sat down beside Jessica. She looked over at him with a slight smile. "Hello Clark" she said. Clark never understood why she was so kind and easy going, she had been through a lot. From beatings to being raped. He just rolled his eyes and looked in his text book. Trying to shake her out of his brain. "11th grade is the worst" Clark thought to himself. "I'll get my revenge." He mumbled underneath his breath.
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The Thought of Loss
Ficção AdolescenteClark, the guy everyone liked in highschool, but when he is home, he faces his true self. A softy, that collapses whenever he loses someone...
