All types of rumors began swirling around, some that didn't make any sense because they began to contradict themselves.
Some people called me a prude, others joked that I was just a lesbian. She probably didn't like it that way.
Once I was in one of the bathroom stalls and some girls started bashing about what a whore I was for hooking up with Ashton when he still had a girlfriend.
"He's been dating her for a whole year before he transferred to our school. They were going for a long distance relationship.
If that wasn't the worst thing that's happened, the entire football team started calling me a mutt. I was dirty and unwanted.
Everyone either hated me or ignored me.
Apparently, loser was deadly contagious.
At first I was furious, because none of it was true. But I didn't have anyone on my side. I was completely alone and soon that anger just boiled down to self-pity. I was weak. I lost whatever confidence, pride, or courage I barely had. So for months I floated down the halls like a ghost, letting each insult and glare fly straight through me.
Everyday was wasted, I was numb and semi-consious.
I think I would've ended up putting a bullet through my head (metaphorically speaking) if my Dad's job hadn't relocated him to Boston.
The school wasn't that great, but at least no one knew me or at least the reputation that was branded on me at that awfully small hell hole.
I didn't make many friends at first. I was focused on being invisible.
Right now I have a few...acquaintances. People I know, but aren't close enough to be considered friends. The only one who comes remotely close is Lisa. She has a loud personality. She's the type of person who's really open and outspoken. She knows everybody...I'm not kidding.
She kind of forced me to be friends with her...in a overly eager and bubbly way. Lisa was impossible to hate, or say no to. She really got me back in my feet and helped me figure out who I wanted to be and the kind of people I wanted to keep in my life, and those I should dispose of. She's the only person I let in since the whole Aston thing. I realized then that I was extremely niève, and I deserved better. I learned to focus on myself and to not let others get the best of me.
That's why even though the new guy made my heart melt I was gonna steer clear of him. It was for the best to just preserve him as an idea, that way it couldn't be ruined.
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Teen FictionI've never hated myself more than I do in this moment. How could I have done this to her? How is it the one person I want to protect is same person I'm causing pain to? I should have kept my distance from her, from everyone, just like I told myself...