Elle's POV
I show up to school like everyday.
With bruises all over my body. Everywhere except my face and hands.
With cuts on my arms.
There is a change in the energy today, though. I pause on my way to my locker to overhear a couple girl's conversations.
".... a new guy. Hear his name is Sean. Do you think he'll be cute? I should..."
I walk away after hearing his name to let them continue their girly conversation in private.
As I get to my locker, I hear the sound of 6 inch heels click-clacking on the linoleum floor.
"Wow, look at this. The nerd still looks ugly," Emma says, cackling at her little joke.
I look down at my outfit. I thought I looked fine. Nothing out of the easy than my usual attire, I mean.
Skinny jeans, black Converse, a BVB long sleeve shirt, and a green beanie.
Like I said. I thought I looked fine.
"Leave her alone," said a deep voice from behind Emma and her friends.
Emma turned around. ".. and who are you?" She said to the guy.
I studied him. He must be the new guy, since he clearly didn't understand how things worked around here.
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Stereotypes
Teen FictionSean and Elle have a... Complicated relationship. But a boy likes a girl and a girl likes a boy. What could go wrong? The answer: many things.
