The ride to school isn't a fun one. Xavier hates me and I hate him. It's just the way we work.
"Why don't you just take out that stupid lip ring, it makes you look ridiculous. And let's not even get started on that pink hair. How can you walk around all day looking like that?" he asks me, only for the millionth time. I've heard it all before, and not just from him. Everyone judges me for the way I look, even without the piercings and pink hair, so I thought 'fuck it' - might as well go big or go home. I like it, so forget what they think.
I ignore him, like I usually do and stare out the window.
I don't want to go to school, I never do. All the people and teachers and judgement, I'm so tired of it all.
Its so hard to walk around those halls in my old sneakers, pretending I'm okay, when I really just want to crumple onto the floor, an cry.
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Pink hair and broken hearts {under construction}
FanfictieA book in witch a girl falls in love with a boy. And they fix each other. Cute stuff here, sad stuff there. enjoy it :)
