(Like I said in the desc, this story is for my own amusement bc none of this stuff would happen and it makes me sad. So what other way to live your dream than to write a story no one would read about it? Anyways, read the story if you want and...enjoy?)
(This first chapter and maybe the second takes place before the outbreak)
Diana's POV:
As I was sitting in class waiting for the bell that would signal the end of the day, I kept feeling small tugging at the ends of my hair. I turned around to see what was causing it and the girl who for some reason loved to bully me, named Clarissa Damlen, was cutting the ends of my hair.
I stood up in the middle of Mr. Tan's lesson and yelled at Clarissa, "What the hell are you doing!?" Then I hear Mr. Tan speak up, "Ms. Camley? Is there a problem?" I stare at him for a few seconds then scoff and grab my bag from next to my desk and walk out the door.
I run into the bathroom and look at myself in the mirror while checking my hair, there was a big chunk missing from the ends. "Shit.." I mumble.
After I left the bathroom I just decided to leave school. So thats what I did. On my way home I stopped at the small gas station near my home and got a soda, a small bag of chips, and headed home. When I got inside, my Rottweiler, Dayan, greeted me at the door with a loud bark, "Hey buddy, how are ya?" I said while crouched down petting behind his ears.
Then my mom came around the corner drying a dish, "Dayan! Stop barking would ya?" Then she looked and saw me standing in the doorway. "Diana? What are you doing home so early?" she looked at me for a few seconds awaiting my answer, "oh you know, the usual. shitty teachers. shitty students." I said shrugging my shoulders. "Okay...first off, Language. Second, what happened this time?" She finished off her sentence with a sigh and set the dish and towel on the coffee table.
"Clarissa cut a bunch of my hair off in class.." I said turning around to show my mom. "Good Lord...hmm...its okay lovie, we can give you a haircut if you would like? You know, new styleee?" She said dragging out the 'e'. I chuckled in response. "Sure mom."
Little did I know that would be the last haircut I would ever get from her..
(Idc if yall think this is cringe, if you do cool, if you don't, then hey! Why don't you stay and read it? My account is dying anyway. Mmkay thats it, see you next chapter...BAHAHA THIS IS KILLING ME.)
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Diversosthis story is about my OC diana and Rahim becuz i am sad depressed person so i need to write stories to feel happy. so read it or dont. do whatever you please :) Oh and lowercase letters in some instances are intentional!
