✨TW: mention of self harm , mention of suicide , homophobic slur and mature language.✨
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Fifteen years old Clarissa Jensen , raised a brow as she watched two girls at one of her former friend's locker . Who had a memorial placed on it. She glanced towards her sixteen years old brother who was also watching the scenery in front of them.
"She was so pretty." One of the girls said as the bell rang .
"Totally,"
"What was it again ?"
"Hashtag never forget." Clary scoffed as sixteen years old Montgomery De La Cruz came up to her. "Can you believe that ?" The blonde asks the taller and muscular teen who raised a brow. Wrapping his arm around his beautiful girlfriend who kept a cold eye on the two girls as they walked away . "Nope." He admits.
"And I don't really give a fuck." He spoke walking her away from the scenery and she signed . Knowing how her boyfriend's mindset works .
She wasn't really surprised by his words anymore , they've been dating since she was fourteen and he was fifteen . He was her first everything . Including each other's first love.
He didn't like Hannah , one bit , she was always trying to get them to break up , by making up lies of him being very controlling and aggressive towards her , everyone wasn't surprised by the lie , they all thought it was true because of the rumours about his aggressive and impulsive and his short temper behaviour towards others . It affected their relationship last year.
And he was glad she was gone and out of their hair , while Clary was a little sad because Hannah was her first ever girl as her friend apart from Kat.
Even though of her dramatic and toxic behaviour. she was still kind and fun to hang out with.
Once the tapes came out , she was with Justin at the time when he received them and she swore not to tell a soul , not because of Hannah's rules , but it's to protect her two brothers. Clay Jensen who has not received them yet .
Alongside Justin Foley.
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Clary was sat in Mrs. Bradley's class , bored out of her mind as she listens to the same lesson she's been learning for a week now . Her face was leant into her hand while her elbow was rested on the desk table , while watching her brother who was in a daze as Mrs. Bradley spoke. "So, there are a number of ways to get help if you need it , or if a friend does , okay ?" The communications Teacher , Mrs. Bradley spoke as she walked around the classroom. "All of this information , is on the board outside of my room , or outside of the Main office , it's on the Liberty high homepage-,"
