The Way We Fell

F R I E N D S

LIFE HAS NO LIMITATIONS EXCEPT THE ONES YOU MAKE 

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✨Adeline✨

School used to be my escape. It used to be fun and entertaining.

However walking through these halls has made me realize one thing it's way better when you're invisible.

The stares.

The whispers.

They think I'm deaf.

Apparently no one has gotten over what happened at the party last night. I was going to throw up.

"She's such an attention seeker" A girl half whispered half yelled when I walked by.

I had the urge to kick her.

Adeline Rose...

Right sorry.

I just ignored her and headed straight towards my locker.

SLUT

The words were right there. Spray painted red all across my locker.

I couldn't even think. I felt the crowd of people around me. Were they all really that bored.

Don't cry. Don't you dare let them see you cry.

I heard snickering to my left. I turned and saw Elias standing alongside two other boys. He had a stone cold look on his face and the other boy next to him holding a red spray paint bottle still chuckling.

I hate him. I hate him. I hate him.

I opened up my locker. Gripping it so hard putting all my anger into the corner I felt the hard corner against my palm begging to let go. I Grabbed everything I needed and headed to my first class like absolutely nothing happened.

I walked into my first class.

English.

There was only one seat left at the back of the class.

I walked over to find a crumpled paper with the words sprawled across it...

READ ME

I wasn't even going to open it up. I threw it to the side and heard muttering all throughout the class. Turns out ruining my life was a school effort.

"Hey" Said a perky voice.

I turned my head to see a girl with a huge smiled plastered across her face.

"Hello" I said softly.

She had black hair that was in curls all around her face. They were so pretty. Her hair matched the color of her eyes them being only a shade lighter. Caramel colored skin evened all throughout her face.

An awkward silence had taken over the atmosphere as we waited for the teacher to start the lesson and the crumpled piece of paper was on the floor between us.

"I- I'm sorry...about all this" She muttered.

Was there anyone who didn't know.

Un alive me please.

I feel my skin turn so red I probably look like a tomato.

"It's okay" I mumble.

"It's really not and whoever thinks its funny to berate and bully is a jerk" She states very loudly causing several people to glance in our direction and too look away as they were caught staring at me.