It was about halfway between my morning lesson and I was doodling in my kerrang notebook and listening to peirce the veil while the teacher shew the rest of the class what to do. I think he noticed that I wasn't listening and not taking helpful notes as he walked over to my desk and tapped his byro on the corner of my notebook, making me jump. " why don't you young girl, come up and write on the board what we are doing?" I looked up, with my fringe in my eyes. He pointed towards the board, and I slowly stood up, letting the chair screech along the floor. I walked slowly up to the board, feeling like cutting more than ever. I picked up a black pen and started writing on the board. Of course I had no idea what to write, so instead I put "bands are better than you" and Walked back to my desk, pulled out the loud metal chair and sat down, with a smug grin on my face, put my music back on and didn't look up to see the horrified look on the teachers face. The music was so loud that I couldn't hear the teacher shouting at the top of his voice "detention! Rose black. Are you even listening to me. You have a break time detention in the time out room. I expect to see you there as soon as the bell rings." I sat through the rest of the lesson, head banging slightly with my fringe sweeping across my burning forehead.
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Dying inside
HorrorRose Black is a 13 year old, suicudal, depressed girl. Her mum hates her, and so does everyone else. She gets thrown out of her house and looks for family. On the way she meets Mason, an older rebel boy who leads her to a gang of rebellious teenager...
