How do I do this everyday. My friendgroup that slowly feels like I'm being pushed aside in. The teacher who I'm constantly arguing with only 3 people stay beside me.
They stay when the probably shouldn't.
I fuck everything up.
I always fuck everything up.
Always.
I walked to me french lesson whith my annoying ass teacher.
Within seconds off entering the room I'm yelled at to spit me chewy out I cut it in half with my teeth there were to in there anyway and spit half into the bin and walk to my seat.
I sit by nylah she's a smart girl who can be quite cunning but she's nice and even lets me copy off her.
Which is good cause I'm shit at french.
Really shit.
I decide to have a drink of pepsi and within seconds I'm told to stand outside.
For fuck sake.
A/N IDK why I can only do short chapters when I start a story and I don't know how many people reading this story will get confused by the british aspects but hey.
I am worried this story is merging with my current mental state but I'll live. I hope.
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