I walked into school, and pulled my hair into a ponytail quickly. To be quite honest, I hate school. A lot. I just don't like dealing with the homework and people. I'm a people pleaser, and act different around different people. I know, I know, not good, it's just... difficult to explain. I've had a rough past, And I'm only 13! I'm okay now for the most part. I don't think I'll ever been able to fully trust another guy again... Or anyone for that matter, but mostly guys. Although, there's one guy at school who seems to be different...
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Two Halves
RomanceSo, this story is based off me and someone else, (and I won't tell you any names), and is entirely true. :)
