Chapter 1

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(Hey pesty besties. This was the first fanfic I ever wrote, and though I really hate it now, I decided to tidy it up and post it. It wasn't created to be serious or good though, it was created as satire to make fun of feminine "Y/N" stereotypes, but the writing in this is really lacking, so be warned lmao)



I wake up in my pajamas with some messy hair, I push the hair out of my face revealing my Blue and Green globes. Glimmering in the sunlight.

I get out of my bed with my Strawberry Blonde hair, Headed to my closet.

I put my hair in a messy bun and put on a quick outfit.

While im walking to school I see a car speed by, And reminded me of my whole entire family who were sadly killed by being run over 10 minutes before i was born

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While im walking to school I see a car speed by, And reminded me of my whole entire family who were sadly killed by being run over 10 minutes before i was born.

After getting to school i think to myself...
"SHOOT! IM GONNA BE LATE FOR CLASS!"

So then I run to my class.

Speeding across the halls. I run into the alpha male. Christopher.

He says aggressivley, "Watch where you are going, Freak!"

Which i respond with, "S-s-s-s-s-sorry..."

He looks into my globes and then pushes me against the locker. He snarles and says
"You better be!" and then walks away.

While walking away he looks at me and growls.

My heart pounding, I get butterflies. It feels like Im floating away.
"Could this really be him? or is it just another failure waiting to happen..."
I walk to my class.

After walking to the class, I sit down.

SPLAT!

The popular girls start laughing, Oh no...

I look down and i see chewed gum attached to my pants.

They laugh harder, and I run out of the class crying.

I run up the stairs, Not stopping.

When I reach the rooftop I sit down on the bench. I think of my favourite song.

Im about to sing, When...

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