________________________I wasn't the type of girl people would want to hang out with.
I think the reason why people don't want to hang out with me is because I think people are stupid. Or because I don't talk to anyone.....
But they lie, cheat, are rude, noisy, annoying, I could go on for hours, but there's just too much to say.I didn't need friends, I really don't need any. I was happy with myself. I'm ok with talking to myself in my head while criticizing Jamie Deem's fashion choices. Her clothes are just atrocious----and people won't be able to hear me. If I become friends with people, I'm positive they'll think I'm a b!tch. Everyone will.
That's how everyone is. They just jump to conclusions without even hearing what the person has to say. I hate it, just hate it.
But one particular person made me think twice about this. That I do need friends, that I need someone to talk to, that I want to laugh, cry, smile, be angry or whatever. They made me think differently about everyone....that there will be that special someone for me and for you....
.....And the only thing they had to do was just cry Wolf.
________________________1.The Boy Who Cried Wolf!:
______________________I lay my head down on my desk and attempt to fall asleep in class during our teacher's lecture, but I just wasn't able to-----mainly because someone was staring at me.
Kai Hunter, soccer player, the 'hot' guy, very popular, has every girl surrounding him, keeps on glancing at me from across the classroom while biting the top of his pencil. And every time I catch him, he immediately turns around and bites him pencil even harder.
It's disgusting.
The biting the pencil thing and the staring thing.
Super popular guy? Why would he keep on glancing at me? To lead me on? To trick me? To seduce me? HA, yeah right. Who would ever want to ever get with a boring girl who wears the same green sweater everyday.Just thinking about it makes my head hurts. The teacher keeps on talking about some kind of book that no one gives sh!t about, the boy in front of me is picking his nose and puts his boogers under his desk, the pretty girl Veronica keeps on flipping her blonde curls every three seconds.
This is hell guys, help me.
The final bell finally rang, and I was actually excited for once.
As I start to pack my things, the teacher approaches me with her arms crossed. "Charlotte," she says with a frown, "what did I tell you about not paying attention in class."She looks at me, actually waiting for a response. I just shrug. She sighs and rubs her forehead while leaning closer to me, "Look Char, as your cousin, I want to help you with your....social skills. So you know, maybe you could at least participate in class more? "
I made a sour look and put my hand on my hip and whisper, "How the hell does that even help me with my social skills, Clara?--"
Booger boy taps my cousin on the shoulder, (with that same exact finger he used to clean his nose) and asks her a question. She smiles and walks out with him while looking over her shoulder at me."I don't need help..." I mutter.
"What did you say?"
I jump and face Kai, who had his bitten pencil on the side. He looks at me seriously while biting his lip. The only thing I do is cock my head to the side and went back to putting my things in my book bag. When there was only one thing to get inside my book bag, Kai quickly reached out at the same time as me and touches my hand.
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The Boy Who Cried Wolf!
Teen Fiction"WOLF! Hey!" Everyone turns around and looks at Kai, who was literally screaming out my last name from across the hallway like someone was attacking him. "C'mon Wolf, please go out with me! I really like you!" And now everyone was staring at me, Cha...