I was in the classroom, i was safe. So i thought.
'Urgh, i can't believe it she's the girl that cheated on Tyler.' 'I know right, she's the.......' To make matters worse I was all alone. Bella wasn't helping me, she didn't even speak to me or save me a seat. I had to sit at the back of the classroom, all alone.
The closest i got to people talking to me, was when they were talking about me. My face started to turn scarlett, the more i got embarrassed the more I got angry. There was nothing more than i wanted to do was to smack their heads together and scream at them. But I couldn't get my legs to stand up let alone get up and start yelling at everyone.
As the bell went for recess i could feel eyes boreing into me, i started to duck my head in embarrassment until something snapped. I don't know what got into me, all of this built up agression and anger came pouring out of me and it just happened at one time.
'What the hell is wrong with you?!' I screamed
'How can you go around saying that I, I was the one that cheated! You were the one that showed up to our date with lipstick on your face! You were the one that was making out with another girl! So don't you dare go around saying that i cheated on you! Becasue you're the dirty scum bag that cheated on me!' And then i walked off. Just like that, not quite like that though.
In my head I saw myself storming off in an elegant yet forceful way but my feet just slapped the ground and as i turned around ialmost fell over. But i recovered well.
Until i turned and saw that no one was following me, my heart sank and Tyler must have seen that becasue a smirk spread across his face before he and his other mates started laughing. Even the girls started laughing.
'Whatever happened to my friends?' I said aloud in the girls bathroom in tears.
'Where's Mia?' Deep down i knew she wasn't reliable but I didn't want her my heart started to ache and my breathing was getting deeper. I want Drake. Just the thought of him made me cry again.
In the middle of my sorrow, my phone buzzed. not really caring who it was i refused to look at it but my OCD made me open it. My heart fluttered. It was from Drake.
'Hey, sorry for messaging you during school, but I wanted to know if you wanted to hang out this afternoon? <3 Drake'
'Ahhhhh' I'm not sure what made me more happy the fact that he wants to catch up or that he spelt every word right! I hate text talk. Na much happier that he wants to see me. .......I just have to survive the rest of the day. 'Good Luck.' I muttered to myself.'
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Living Life One Day at a Time
ChickLitBeverly Lucas was just an ordinary 14 year old girl; living life, going through high school. She didn't have the dream life but she knew she had a lot more than others. Even though she was living amidst the hustle and bustle of busy Brisbane, with h...
