At the age of 16 I went to NYU to finish my high school. As I walked in the hallway I can see everyone staring, just staring at you and thinking that "who is that?" Or "ughh just look at her" with an annoying face. So then I knew that my high school was going to be miserable. When I went into my classroom, some students whispered, some threw papers at me, and some just dont care. You see I admire people who dont care for you instead of embarrassing you to other people. I sat around the back, alone of course. And I told myself that I'll just have to get used being miserable for the rest of my life. The students in our class were the ones with hot girls and good looking boys and show off bitches. And I, just sat and read my book
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The Promise of Forever
RandomA boy who's obsessed with love and a girl who thinks love is fantasy I'm not the girl who has a great circle of friends or get long with others easily or that girl who has an amazing boyfriend or whatever. I'm the girl who has no friends at all, the...
