Belle wasn't your average girl, she's depressed and gets bullied regularly...
I mainly made this to see the Wattpad comments, they're the funniest shit ever.
(yes this is based off @rae_thereader 's deleted book, "Me and the Bad Boy" it's funny/cringy on purpose)
I woke up.
I got dressed, into this:
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I'd also get made fun of for how I dressed, and I could never know why. I was eating breakfast, dreading school. My parents had passed when I was 8 and a half, from a horrific plane crash. I'm seventeen and in my junior year of high school.
I arrived and speed-walked to my locker, not wanting to be made fun of by Andrew, he always picks on me. Sadly though, our lockers just had to be right next to each other's, so I'd see him no matter what.
"Hey Belle, nice outfit!"
I tried to ignore him, but the teasing kept going on and on and all of a sudden he shoved me against the locker, I was crying from both the teasing and the pain of the metal locker against my back.
"Awwwe, is the poor Belle hurt?" I was, but didn't want to admit it, especially to him.
I was finally at my breaking point, I shrieked and practically flew down the hallway. He and his friends were roaring with laughter and needed somewhere to hide. I was hiding in a janitor's closet, hopefully no one looked in here-
There was a knock.
"Hey, uh, anyone in here?"
I froze, what do I do?
"...Y-y-yes?"
"May come in? I heard what Andrew was saying and I think that that was really mean."
"O-o-o-of c-course you can come in." I tried to quickly wipe the tears from my eyes as this mystery man opened the closet door.
"Hey, everything alright?" He said as he walked in.
"I- mhm!"
He sat on the floor and motioned me to do the same, which I did. We chatted with each other for God knows how long, but eventually he told me we should go over to his house. I found out his name was Bryan, he had brown hair and grey eyes.
It was the end of the school day by then, but I could care less because I made a friend.
I had to get ready for Bryan's house, he said only a few people would also be there. I decided on this dress:
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This was my favorite dress, it's never failed me. Hopefully all goes well at Bryan's
