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The first day of school always reminded me of two things. One; I'm trash and two; I'm trash. There was always the reoccurring thought that maybe this year I wouldn't hate people as much as I do. Then I walk outside and see people and realize there's no way in hell I'll make it through the year with these people.
"Are you ready for your first day?" Shawn asked me. I had been trying to get back in a social circle but everyone seemed to be freaked out by the whole baby thing.
"As ready as I'll ever be." I mumbled kissing Preston and Holdyn on the forehead. Shawn drove me to school in his broken down art truck. Which was just a regular pick up truck but was used for carrying art. The morning consisted of a weird amount of rain which splashed against the windows and windshield. I could hear my heart thumping in my chest as memories of the tweets and posts on the towns scandal rolled around my head.
Best Friend Turned Home Wrecker
Unborn Child Ruins Life Long Friendship
Sexual Revenge: If I Can't Have Him No One Can!
It all made me sick. I don't know how long I was going to pretend that I wasn't going to have to deal with the rumors. I was just exposed to my entire town. Priscilla and Andy both don't talk to me. I'm basically the baby thief of Mendona. Shawn pulled up to my school and sighed.
"My senior year I met Christian. I pretended to be straight, Christian was an ass." He chuckled.
"Christian was out?"
"Christian was so far out of the closet that the 'closet' didn't know how to bring him back in closet. But since Christian looks like Christian nobody cared." Shawn said. Christian was the sexiest guy I'd ever met. On my long list of sexy people I met I feel kinda bad that Asher's third on that list. Christian looked like an underwear model and the way his body moved you'd think he was one. The second was Henry. For obvious reasons. Henry looked bad. He looked like the actual representation of danger. It felt wrong to think like that since he was Asher's uncle. But I do admit to lying about not being able to exercise with him after that one time I went. To keep it as clean as possible my thoughts were not clean.
"I understand." I muttered trying to not go on a mental sex run.
"Should I pick you up later?" He asked. I sighed.
"I'll call you." I said sliding out of the truck. He nodded and waved as I walked into the school. My uniform was holding on to my body as best it could. I'd spent the majority of my summer staying incredibly fit. I realized life is too long for YOLO. I needed to start thinking about the future. And in the future I didn't want wrinkles and laugh lines. I'd been moisturizing and exfoliating. My health and long term beauty distracted me. Distracted me from the loneliness of not having Asher with me. Distracted me from the fact I had no friends at school this year. Distracted me from the hate I was getting. As long as I was beautiful who cares what those jealous hoes think?
My feet dragged as I entered the school. Faces turned to leave look at me then went back to whispering. I sighed heavily and walked forward. My eyes seemed to lock with everyone at once. I had a bullseye on my back and everyone was trying to hit it.
"Ow!" A girl said as she fell back in front of me. I bent down and started picking up her mass collection of English literature.
"Oh I'm so sorry!" She said staring at me.
"It's okay." I muttered stacking her books the same way I had done for my sister this morning and last night.
"Um, I'm Veronica, my friends call me Roni." She said holding her hand out.
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Bad Intentions
Teen Fiction"Does it bug you?" "Does what bug me" "Does it bug you that I know you better than you know you?" ---- Peyton Andrews has parents that want her to be perfect. Has siblings that want her to be cool and friends that want her to be fun. But when she me...
