Once a Reject

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The ache in my feet was nothing I could deny. I was up chasing Jenna around for God knows how long and all I want to do is sleep, but as I lay in my bed I suddenly felt awake.

And I hated myself for it.

My face was facedown in my pillow and regardless of the suffocating feeling, I was too achey to move my body. My resistance to sleep was not contributed by my racing thoughts. Did I like Garret? Or Kyle?

Kyle is nice

Garret is hot

Kyle is loyal

Garret is hot

Kyle is kind and caring

Garret is hot.

See my problem. Did I really value brains over looks? All the judgement and hate I showed toward people that based others on looks, I desperately want to take back. I wish I could just shut it out, but all it was doing was kicking me in my head over and over again.

"MARX! GET DOWM HERE WE ARE HAVING A FAMILY MEETING." I groan and use my arms to push myself up. Why are we having a family meeting? It's like 11:30. What the hell did I do now. Letting my legs move on autopilot, I steered out of my room and down the stairs.

"Mom what the-" I was met with the face of my Mother, brother, sister and some...man...

"Who are you?" I asked bluntly. Mom said a family meeting and he sure as hell wasn't apart of the family.

"If you sat down Marx maybe you would find out." Mom gave me a look and I sat on the arm of the closest sofa. I glared at the minimal space between my mom and the man. He sat too close to her for my liking.

"Everyone this is Leo. Leo this my eldest son Christopher, My youngest Victoria, and Marx." For me she just waved her hand around as if I were the particles that made up the Earth. As much as I wanted to say something, I let my mom go on.

"Leo is a very important man in my life right now and I wanted you guys to get to know him." My suspicions were correct. This is the man my mothers been fucking.

"You brought me all the way down here for you to tell me about the man you've been fucking?" I crossed my arms and the glare I had became more intense.

"Marx. Don't start. Or I'll be forced to send you to your fathers." It was threat she used often, but her over use of it when we were kid has made the treat very anticlimactic.

standing up I brushed my pants off and looked at her.

"Thanks for your hospitality." Giving one last glare at Leo I walk up the stairs to get the sleep I so deserved.

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"A man?! She has a 'very important man in her life?!' That's some class A bullshit. I'm moving out Vicky. That's what I'm doing."

"You're being over dramatic." I pulled into a parking space in front of Vicky's school.

"It's easy for you to say, mom likes you." Vicky rested a hand on my shoulder.

"Mom like you too you just disagree a lot." I let out a breath and turned to her.

"Get out, that's not the answer I was looking for." She let out a chuckle shook her head and hopped out the car. Before she closed the door she shouted an 'I love you!' And then ran away. Backing out of the space I drove to school with that man on mind.

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Leo. Sounds like a child's name. The kind of name you'd name your dog.

The kind of name you'd name your penis!

"Watch where your going bro." I bumped not some random person. I mumbled a sorry and continued my sulk walk to class.

Leo.

Ugh, such a gross name. He's the kind of guy to fuck your bitch not say sorry and then fuck a different bitch.

The kind of guy that showers and the poops!

The kind of guy who turns off the lights when he leaves a room.

The kind of guy-

"Aw shit!" My head hit the wooden door of the classroom I was supposed to be in. With one had on my forehead and another on the handle I walked in the class still chanting the name Leo in my mind.

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I laugh cuz a good friend of mines is named Leo. Don't know why I chose that name.

So, school sucks. I hate to high school and if you do too holla at me and tell me an embarrassing moment cuz I recently had one. I was at practice for track and my crush is on the football team and so I was walking past where they practiced(it was time to go so most of them were gone) but there he was in all his glory and I dropped my sweater under the bleachers cuz I was staring, so I bent down to get it and when I sat up I hit my head on the bleachers and this GIANT ASS BUMP FORMED ON MY FOREHEAD. The good part is that my crush was worried and helped me get ice and shit, the bad part is that he saw that and was there, #fml. I also have gotten detention already for being late. MOTHER FUCKING LATE?! LIKE THE FUCK?!

But anyway, one more year.

I got see my homeboyz doe. Squad is reunited.

Stay classy, stay sassy and don't be a bitch.

-Marg.