THIS BOOK CONTAINS: TALK ABOUT SUICIDE AND SUICIDE ATTEMPTING, SELF-HARM, RAPE, ABUSE, AND STRONG LANGUAGE. THIS IS THE ONLY WARNING, AS I WILL NOT BE WARNING IN THE STORY, MAYBE IN SOME. (mostly because I will forget)
Calista Perez is a sweet and...
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It's been at least three days since mine and Alex's argument. I've decided that he can apologize to me. Alex has been acting like a bitch. Also, i've decided that I need to grow a back bone. I have let people walk all over me my entire life.
It's a Sunday afternoon 4pm, I'm doing something I might regret. But i'm choosing this. I am changing myself.
My looks, styles, personality, how sensitive I am. I will not let people cut me down. I'm sick of being sad all the time, I'm sick of being kicked down.
Step 1, change looks. I'm sitting in this chair debating to run out and completely back down from this plan. A girl maybe Gabi's age walks up to me.
"Hello, Calista?" I nod "You wanted the blonde highlights?" I nod again and flash a small smile. "Okay, I'll get started." I release a deep breath.
She walks to the back and brings me a smock cape and puts it on me and starts on my hair. After 1-2 hours its now getting dark outside. "Okay can I take a picture for my social media?"
"Yes you can, I love it so much." She smiles and nods and takes a picture.
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(Calista's hair or choose whatever you like!)
I pay the 85 dollars and get in my car. All the bitches at my school will forget the old Calista. I drive home and notice Alex is home.
My breath hitches. Remember the new me. I think to myself. I get out of the car and Alex is on the couch making out with.. Jackson?
I stand there frozen, my mouth gaping. "Alex?" I call out.
His head snaps to me and he flies off the couch. "I uhm I" He stutters and I just smile.
"Uh. Are you mad?" He asks me. I shake my head and run up and hug him.
He reciprocates the hug. "Why didn't you tell me? I would've supported you." He shrugs.
"I'm sorry for yelling at you the other day and your hair looks amazing." I smile.
