This sucks. What am I even doing back here. I hate this place. Swore I'd never step foot on Rydell High soil again. Unfortunately, I have a persistent father that didn't care what I did with my life, as long as I was out of the house and made him look good. He didn't care that I was brutally bullied my entire life and had become numb to the fact. I was out of his way. Why should he care? It wasn't his problem. So, I learnt to tune it out. But this year... this year is gonna be my year. I just have to get through my first day.
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Pink Parisian.
Fanfiction"You're Melanie, right?" "I, uh... yeah." "You need a ride, Melanie?"
