My alarm rang harshly in my ear. I shoved the pillow on top of my head until i couldnt take the sound any more.
The joy of getting up at 5:00 to get ready. I groggily rubbed my eyes and walked to the bathroom, i went pee, and brushed my teeth. I took the hair straightener to my room. And my make-up bag.
I walked so my closet, and tried ti decide what to wear. I grabbed a black skater skirt and a white top. I put the shirt on and set the skirt on my bed. I sat in front of the mirror and straightened my already semi straight hair. i grabbed the make-up bag and placed the dark mascara on my bright blue eyes. And pulled the skirt on.
Slinging my book bag over my shoulder and putting on my combat boots on. I stroked my dogs head and walked out.
I walked the 10 minutes to school.
I hate going to school, it's honestly terrifying. I pushed the headphones in my ears and walked to my locker. People glaring, snickering at me.
I sighed and turned the music louder. I made my way to my class, bumping into someone.
I didn't want to look up. I quickly grabbed all of my books and papers and placed them in my arms. I stood up and slowly looked up to see the person i hit.
Oh god. Was the only thing running through my head.
I couldn't get any words out.
"Uh, um , sorry." I said before taking off to class.
GOD PIPER YOUR SO DUMB!
I yelled at my self.
I kept bickering with myself while i walked to my ap math class.
yeah im smart. Okay, but I dont brag about it.
"Omg fall out boy is in Michigan" i hear girls squealing behind me.
Now don't get me wrong i like them, but i don't let infatuation get to me.
I hate that im smart, hindered people ask you for so much, but there isnt anything i can do about it.
The class door opened.
He walked in, he walked to the back of the room where i sit and sat down damn it i forgot he was in this class.
""Uh hi, why did you run off?" He asked.
I ignored him.
"Piper" he said my name, which gave me butterflies.
"Hemmings, quiet" the teacher yelled which gave me relief.
He wrote me a note
"We are talking after this assignment, i have stuff to ask you about" it read
We barely talk, why did he want to talk now!
A bunch of thoughts were running through my head.
Dreadfully the bell rang and I panicked.
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FanfictionPiper. Ashton. Luke. A long chain of bullying and love. This isn't your typical "oh he bullies me, he loves me" story. Its far from that. Now in order to figure out how they got here, to the state their in, you have to read. ☺️☺️