𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐑

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Imarie

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Imarie

I TURN, my phone off. Ignoring the message. Its probably a joke. Maybe from the neighbors.

I stand up. Closing the blinds. Before I put on music. As I dance my heart out. Getting a random burst of energy.

What better did I have to do? I try on outfits, modeling them and acting like a famous person. While listening to Beyoncé.

I look in the mirror, taking pictures. After a few outfits, I decided what I was gonna wear to school.

After a few more hours of dancing and reading. I fell asleep, music still blasting.

Time skip

"Imarie!" I wake up at the sound of my mothers yelling. Sitting up, wincing at the sun beaming through the curtains.

I rub my eyes. "What?" I groan. "You have school!" My mother huffs. My eyes widen.

Christ! What time was it?! I got up, quickly showering and brushing my teeth.

Before changing and rushing down the stairs. Sona stares at me, her ears up. I kiss her head. "Bye mom! Bye dad!" I yell.

Sona whines as I leave the house, running to school. I manage to make it to inside of the building.

Before running into a wall. Girl a wall? Nope, but it felt like a wall. I looked up to see Ares smirking down at me.

"Running a bit fast, huh there princess?" He grins, I mock him. As his face falters.

In thrown against a locker. Did I hit my head? I think I did. "You better watch who the fuck your mocking you bitch." He spat.

I don't but for some reason I feel a sense of disappointment wash over me.

"Dogging down on women make you feel better?" I spat back, holding my head high.

His fingers gripped my chin, leaving a mark probably. "Watch it." He said, his voice low amd careful.

Oh was I gonna watch it.

Time skip.

I smirk as I watch Ares glare at me after I had tripped him. His buddies laugh.

He sits at his desk, next to mine. I felt someone kick my desk. I gasped, falling.

I looked up to see Ares smirking, as he started to mock me silently. The class looks at me. Before Ares.

Some of them laugh, some don't, I get up. Getting back in my chair.

We'll see who gets the last ha ha.

I smile as I watch Ares slip into Slime. During lunch I went out and bought a bucket and slime.

He looked at me, his jaw clenched so tight I think his teeth are gonna crack. His knuckles white. As he stormed out.

I laughed. The look on his face was priceless. The teacher looked at mez letting out a sigh of disappointment.

Ermm? I walked away, going to the bathroom. as I walked in, I gasped at what I saw. Ares smoking a joint sitting on the sink.

"Come here." He ordered, I don't why. But I walked closer. As I did. His legs spread.

His hand grabbing my hair. "I won't hurt you. But, stop with pranks." His grip grew tighter.

I glared at him, like hell I was. I was having too much fun. He saw it, and gripped my hair tighter, painfully.

I held back a yelp. He let go, Storming out. I let out a shakey breath, tears forming in my eyes.

I told my self to suck it up. My tears dried. I sniffled. Walking out of the bathroom.

My heels clicked against the flooring as I walked. Mascara is too expensive to cry over boys.






AUTHORS NOTE.

OOOO, DRAMAAA.

DONT WORRY ILL TRY POSTING MORE, BUT SADLY MY GRANDFATHER PASSED.

SO I WONT BE POSTING OFTEN.

BYEE!

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⏰ Last updated: Sep 15 ⏰

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