Ava's damn clique... they have nothing better to do then try and embarass me.
"Don't make me call your mother!" more giggles from her clique. I hear them start to open the stalls. This happens in movies! But usually they can shrink or teleport out. I hear another set of footsteps. Hopefully thats Jo. Jo has been my best friend since a few months ago, and hates Ava as much as I do. She moved from london, and is a complete bad*ss. Even though we haven't been friends for that long, I feel like I've known her forever.
Ava is kicking in the stall door next to me. There is only three stalls left. "I hope she's not crying because of a little milk!" a girl named Brittany says with her annoying high pitched voice. The rest of the girls are laughing again... wow soo clever. I can't stop shaking from the pain. They're going to think I'm crying.
I then hear a voice that doesn't sound like it came out of a terrible teen movie. It's Jo!!
"Oi! what are you b*tches doing?" Jo has the perfect British accent to yell at people.
"Just looking for a wimpy baby, maybe you know her, she's ugly, dumb..." Ava starts, but I can see Jo's combat boots coming closer to Ava's sparkly heels.
"Unless you want me to punch you in your prissy little b*tch face, I'd shut the hell up and leave" I seriously love Jo. If I talked to Ava like that, she'd tattle to her g*ddamn dad. Then he would tell my parents... that's worse than detention.
I hear Ava and her clique's footsteps get quieter and quieter. Then the excruciating pain finally replaces my fear. I start twitching out on the ground. A million volts of electricity feel like they are coursing through my veins. Blackness is closing in on my view. I see Jo standing over me, looking completely calm. I feel myself being picked up. That's when everything goes black.
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Change.
FantasiaI used to be normal. I used to be the best player on the soccer team. I used to love swimming at the beach. I used to have fun going outside and running around with my friends. That all changed when wings sprouted out of my back.
