Roosewood high

Accident happen

I just stood there stunned for e second. How dare he order me around?

Then I started walking out of the class and toward my next class that was math. I hate maths.

just wow can this day be worse? Well, the answer to my question was yes it can get worse, much much worse.

Just as I was about to turn around the corner I bumped into someone, a girl. She was holding juice in her hand and spilled it all over me.

Literally from my chin down to my jeans.
"oh my God, sorry sorry sorry" she rushed to apologize.

"oh, shit" I was fuming and was about to bite her head off. I am not a violent person but I have limited patience.

I glared at her " are you bli.." I stopped mid-sentence when I saw her crying. Like literal crying with tears," I didn't mean to" she sniffled

"I will wash your shirt or buy you a new one" she rushed to say and took out a handkerchief from her bag and started cleaning the shirt which was pointless because I was drenched.

She was beautiful and short like shorter than me and was five. She had this innocent expression on her face her eyes were silver in color and she had a tiny nose she looked like snowhite only she was a little bulky. Like a chubby doll.

"It's ok, be careful next time," I said as I took the cloth out of her hand and started cleaning my neck and chin.

" I am sorry I will clean it. I didn't see you I was just walking to my next class, sorry I was in a hurry, it's my mistake I shou..." she was really scared.

"Hey, it's fine" I cut her mid-sentence "where is a washroom"

"It's at the end of the next corridor, take left from this corner". She told me and was about to apologize more but I didn't listen to her and started walking.

The juice was making my skin sticky.
I reached the end of the next corridor as she told me it took me about five minutes, this college was huge.

I saw the last door and started for it while opening the buttons of my shirt.

I was feeling like I was covered in slime and wanted to get rid of my shirt I had a spare one in my bag.

I always have one in my bag and tampons and paper spray you never know when you will need them.
As I reached the door I had discarded, my black upper and was opening the last button of my shirt.

In my previous school, I was in a cheer group. So I was not skeptical about a little show of body in front of girls. I have a hint of abs and I live my body.

I opened the door and rushed onto it without looking up I was struggling with the last button of my shirt.

"Aahmm" someone cleared his throat and that was when I looked up and froze.

In front of me stood none other than Alex lightwood wearing just sweatpants, sweat dripping from his perfect tone body.

He had abs like a real ripped six-pack. And beside him stood two more bodies wearing the same sweatpants.

They were staring at me. at my half-naked self. I have a narrow waist good figure overall but my breast is out of proportion with my body.

They are big like very big spilling out of my bra and they were staring at it.

The two boys had their mouths hanging open and Alex had a smirk on his face.

I closed my shirt with my hand and worked around.

I didn't have to see in a mirror to know that my face was red with embarrassment. My whole body was burning with shame.

DEAR GOD, I AM A GOOD GIRL I BUY SHITTY CANDY FROM CHARITY STALLS TO HELP OTHERS. I DONATE MY STUFF TO POOR KIDS. PLEASE BE KIND AND GRANT ME A QUICK DEATH HERE ON THE SPOT.
YOUR SKYE.
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