Forever young

3-valentina

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Valentina

The school bell rings above my head, informing the students that it is time to get the fuck up and go to class, just to get yelled at for being twenty seconds late, and to get yelled at for not lining up straight, even if everyone lines up so straight that it makes Andrew Tate look gay.

I rise from the back corner of the carpeted empty english room. Every lunch I sit in some sort of empty classroom, avoiding bitches like Stacy and Leah.

Liam definitely likes Leah. I could tell by the way he looked at her after they kissed. Why was he kissing her and not me?

And my stupid delusional ass genuinely believed he liked me.

It is now fifth period and we have sport, where we just have to run around, playing some weird game the teacher most likely made up on the spot because he was to busy getting hammered the night before, he didn't plan anything for our class.

I just sit out, because I don't really enjoy being screamed at by Stacy and Harrison for apparently doing the wrong thing.

Sorry I accidentally ran one singular millimetre off centre.

Stacy always try's to back up the boys, like the true pick me she is.

She could just be a normal girl, not some try hard sporty girl who believes she's 'one of the boys' or whatever.

Why would you want to be one of the boys, they are cock heads.

I notice leah in the corner of my eye as I dart down the stairs, making my way to the gym. She is at the bottom of the stairs, trying to make a pass on Liam. Tyrone is standing beside them, awkwardly lingering around.

Leah and Stacy said she's a witch!

Tyrone's words echo through my brain. She said what?!

Fucking weirdo. Everyone thinks she's a witch;like me and stacy told everyone!

Oh, Leah.

You fucking whore bag.

I approach her, and she stares me up and down. What the fuck is she looking at?

"Why the fuck are you going around, telling people I'm some kind of witch" I shout in her face, forcing arm up to her neck, pressing her against the wall.

What's she gonna do!

Oh, I'll fucking show you what I'll do.

"Maybe because it's true!"

"Im no fucking witch, so stop spreading fake shit" I shout in her face, with nothing but pure hate in my tone.

At this point, most of my year is surrounding us.

Pussy.

Oh, Leah, honey.

I raise my fist, and throw it into her nose. She falls to the ground, and I jump on top of her waist, throwing my fist into her imperfectly created face .

This may be wrong, but maybe don't make fun of me with Stacy for my entire high school experience making my life living hell.

I grab her hair, pulling her up, and pushing her against the wall.

"Was that pussy of me?" I whisper in her ear, adding extra unnecessary cockiness to my voice.

I didn't think she would do anything-your a witch!