I finished p.e. and was dismissed to the locker rooms. I watched as girls of various heights and grades bounded into the locker room. Laughing, chatting happily. I looked at Alyssa. She handed me a pair of jeans that were my pastels. I slipped off my vans and pulled my jeans up my body. I just finished packing, when i heard the monotone shrill of the bell. I walked through a pile of girls just to get outside. That same boy was out there. "Hi", he innocently smiled. I just looked at the floor. Sadly. I looked back up at him with a perplexed look on his face. " what's wrong?", he quietly asked me. I shook my head as if to say nothing. He probed me more. "Tell me. Please?". "I'm fine. Just a little tired." I lied about it. Something was wrong. Something was always wrong. But I wouldn't tell him. I only told Liz. Because she was the only one who could know. She actually understood me and my problems.
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Once Upon A Cut
Teen FictionThis is an O/C story based on my own experiences in seventh grade. Lilli was a blonde haired, blue eyed girl who always wore her heart on her sleeve. Her semester classes got switched and she found herself falling deeply in love. But she has a horri...