I walked to my locker at the end of the day. I punched in my combination and my locker popped open, but that was not the only thing that popped out. A piece of note book paper flew out of my locker as the door flung open. I picked up the note as it fell to the ground. I opened it up to see what it read.
" NO ONE LIKES YOU STUPID LOOSER!!!" It read. All i did was sigh. I know what you are thinking. A little shy quiet 16 year old girl like me should be hiding the tears in my sweat shirt sleeve by now...... and yes, i have done that before.... but that was when i first dealt with something like this, but that was a long time ago. And now i am use to the daily mean girl torture, but the good thing is I dont let it get to me that much anymore. Atleast most of the time, And a stupid common message like this... is not really buging me, And again..... I am used to it.
I crumble up the note and toss it into the trash can. I walk out the double doors and walk home. As I do every single day since my parents are to busy to pick me up. I rode the bus once and um... it was terrible. why? Because the mean girls. And even though there really bad remarks about me dont hurt me... much... they still annoy me with their stupid loud gossip. Sadly in this school on the coast of the New Jersey shore and you are a major geek girl like me, your not prone to be those girl's friend, but again...... I am used to it.
I walk in my usally empty home after school. I fling my back pack onto my bed and walk into the living room. It is Friday (THANK GOD) we dont have any homework. I walk into the kitchen and just grab a simple apple... and at least try to pretend i eat healthy. I flunk down onto the couch and chomp down on my apple as i turn on Netflix. My house is mostly empty after school but i still lock my self up in my room either studying or reading Harry Potter. But Friday's were different. I dont have to isolate myself. But my parents don't really care what i do... but..... I am used to it.
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Since we were 16 (Dan Howell x Reader)
FanfictionHigh school was miserable. If I thought getting picked on was bad... I should have seen my future. My fathers company was moved so we went all the way from America to the UK. I met friends. Espiacally Dan Howell. I thought my life was getting better...
