☼𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐎𝐍𝐄☼

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I punched my locker repeatedly. Ugh. The code wasn't working one of the many things I hate about my high school. the lockers. I sighed why do I always have to start the day embarrassing myself. The jocks started to snicker as they walked past making jokes about me and laughing.

I slammed my head on the locker, hoping to get out of this prison I call high school. The starfish method. That's what I did in situations that stressed me out I looked at my fingers using the other hand I traced my fingers inhaling and exhaling as I went on.

Leanna said, " APHRODITE, HELLO EARTH TO APHRODITE!"

"Oh, yeah what's wrong ?" I replied.

Leanna was one of the humans I liked call it what you want she was my best friend I could trust her. I did everything with her and we would always know if one of us was upset. I loved her and my world would crumble right before me if she was gone or if we simply stopped being friends.

" there's nothing wrong with me but there's something definitely wrong with you, I just saw you doing the starfish method girl," Leanna said crossing her arms.

" yeah, it was those stupid jocks and partly my locker that's why I'm upset," I answered

The bell rang me and Leanna parted ways and we ran to class it was one of those Monday's I sat in my English class with my head down the table, as usual, I had that hate like relationship with my English teacher sometimes I would like him other times well mostly all the time I would hate him I've figured he'd taken a hint by now.

Mr. Watson questioned, "Miss Amorette, what's your opinion on this topic?"

I lifted my head off the table and looked up at him, struggling to come up with an answer he did this on purpose. and it's the hate day again but just maybe this time I will permanently hate him.

I sighed and gave up and said, " I don't know."

" what do you mean you don't know what have you been doing this entire twenty minutes, Miss Amorette this is unacceptable !" Mr. Watson retorted.

" I know sorry," I answer dismally

I looked at the glass window to save myself from this embarrassment. The world doesn't like me today and it's the fact that it's only the start of the day. I turned away from the window and looked at the doorway I could see a tall muscular figure coming in.

Mr. Watson welcomed him in class and introduced him as Mars to us not to be rude but who names their kid Mars however he was really. really. really. extremely good looking I'm not even sugar-coating it.

He had dirty blonde hair and he looked a lot like Theo James I watched divergent with my adoptive mother and my dad got really mad because mum was practically drooling over Theo James. and now I have to compose myself so I don't actually drool over Mars.

I turned away quickly so he didn't notice me staring in his direction. Mr. Watson had told him to sit in the free seat next to me, Oh boy! how the tables have turned maybe today wasn't so bad after all. I twirled my curls with my finger. Ooh, surprisingly it worked he glanced at me.

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I was so close to sleeping and it had only been 30 mins in Mr. Watsons' class. It turns out that Mars is just some arrogant and might I not forget to add hottie he's an arrogant, hottie he's still rude though he's a walking red flag.

We barely even met and he scoffed at me when he saw me and when we had to do partner work he didn't even talk to me but he talked to the other girl next to me. We did a few writing tasks and soon the bell rang I had chemistry next  my least favorite class.

I dashed up the stairs making sure I wasn't late to Chemistry class because I couldn't afford another detention my parents would raise the roof I've gotten multiple detentions and I'm in 12th grade it looks so bad on my report and I can't afford to fail any more classes.

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