Secret and hard love

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                                                                           CHAPTER 1                                                                                                      Loser, is what is written on the back of my leather jacket. Of course, Naomi jagget and her crew did this to me. But why? Am I diffrent from them because my parentsare divorced, or beacuse I don't have much friends but Britt kyiombe and Shelly Shaveltoone. Conner silve, the guy of my dreams. But me and him together? Dating? No, that won't happen he is dating Naomi and who am I to break them up? All though Naomi is nothing but a true dream crusher and an embaressment to me.  I stare at the girls bathroom mirror thinking to myself. Why is High school so harsh. Why are the people so judgementle. The school bell rang time for our science presntations. I say a couple words to myself so I am confident enough that Naomi would not sabatosh my presntation like 2 years ago in Mr. Shitale's class. I grab my Science project and lay it on my desk. Mr. Kale begin's. "Class, if you have not notice science project's are due today. It will count as 88% of your final  grade. Alright,  Amanda your up first". As soon as I heard Mr. Kale say my name with a bit of spit rolling down on his lower lip I froze completly. I thought to my self, what If I forget to say something and that is - 10% of my mark or I knock something over? 33 eyes where staring at me like a hawlk ready to eat its preditor. Naomi said to me Go up there shy baby. Are you afraid that you would pee your self like you did in kindergarden? Yes, its true. Naomi been in every class of mine for 10 straight years and I am sick of it!

                                                                                                                                                Chapter 2: Mess up

I got up took my progect and layed it on Mr. Kale's desk.  I began, hello classmate's I wi- wi-ll be um um uh. Sweat began running down my forehead. "What's wrong pig head"? Naomi yelled. Everyone laughed at Naomi immitur commet. I continued, What I created was a Brown bread I mean electrical circuit. I looked at Mr. Kale. Mr. Kale shook his head and began to write notes. I was sweatting harder and harder. I looked at Conner and who have had guessed? Conner was making out with Naomi. Mr. Kale finaly announced, alright  Amanda, you can sit. I was so scared, mad , and embaressed at the same time. What if I got  44% out of 88%.  I could not even finish my presentation. Students presented there project's while I sat there leaned in my chair with a frown. The bell rang and class was dissmessed. I caught up with Britt and Shelly. When I finaly caught up with them Luther Vetelle which is the football captain was handing out invations to his party. Every year Luther has a party. Just a chill party for every one in school. He says we need time to party! I stood there waiting for Luther to give me my invatation. When Luther came to me he said hey blondy, I'd like to invite you to my party but, its not for singles. You need to bring a date. No date, no party. He questioned me, do you have a date? I froze again, I have a crush but not a date. Of course Naomi and Conner where going and I wanted to go because Luther's party would be great, also I could see the love of my life. I thought to myself I will get my self a fake boyfriend, that way Conner would see how beautiful I am and want to date me! I said to Luther. Yes, I have a date. Britt and Shelly looked at me with a confused face. Luther said, well your invited to the party your date does not need an invation as long as he is coming with you. I was excited!

                                                                                                                                      Chapter 3: Party time

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