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Makenzies POV

I woke up to the sun shining through my curtains, also my alarm blaring. I pulled the blankets off of me, and trudged over to my bathroom. I turned on my shower, and undressed as I waited for the water to heat up. I stepped into the shower and washed my hair with my strawberry scented shampoo and conditioner.

I stepped out of the warm shower, and wrapped my body and hair into a towel.  I walked over to my bureau, pulling out my sweater that said
Fries
Music
Netflix
Wattpad
Music

On it. I then walked over to my closet, and pulled out my turquoise skirt. (All of her outfits will be on my polyvore account. My user is takunliam) I quickly changed into my outfit, and pulled out ankle socks and combat boots. I quickly slipped my shoes on, put a palm tree phone case on my phone, and walked over to my makeup station, grabbing my hair dryer on the way.

I blow dried my hair, and curled the ends of it. I then painted my nails a matte grey, sprayed two sprays of my Jimmy Choo Blossom perfume, and put on my pomegranate eos.  I quickly grabbed my coat and walked down the stairs to my kitchen. I grabbed an apple and took a bite out of it. I quickly ate it, and grabbed my white book bag, filling it with my binders. I grabbed my penny board, and walked out the door after screaming a goodbye to my mother.

I started penny boarding down the street, until I got to my bus stop. Jojo ran over to me, after I stopped and hopped off my board.

"Ugh, I'm so tired after last night. I can't believe Abby made us work until midnight last night" Jojo groaned, hugging me.

"I know right!" I said grabbing my phone out of my book bag. "I'm so exhausted, I had to sale a shower this morning to wake up." I said to Jojo. She knows that I dread taking showers in mornings.

I watched as the bus pulled around the corner, and I picked up my penny board and waited for it to come to a stop. Once it stopped I walked up the steps and to the very back of the bus, the one seater. Although it's called the one seater, Jojo and I sit in it together, because it's big enough to fit the two of us comfortably.

Once the bus pulled up to my school, I grabbed my bag and penny board and hopped off the bus, not ready to start another day of bullying. I walked into school, and over to my locker, I placed my books and penny board in, and got my stuff for Math, Science, and US History. Those three classes were a blur of Pi, the Organ System, and the Revolutionary War. Now, it was time for lunch.

I walked to my locker to put my books back and grab my lunch. I walked over to the lunch room, and sat down with Jojo. Kendall, Maddie, and Chloe walked up to us, and started laughing.

"What's so funny?" I asked, gaining a bit of confidence.

"You" Maddie answered, snickering.

"How am I funny? You look exactly like me. All you do is constantly make fun of me. Does it make you feel better about yourself? If it does, I can't believe you've sunk this far. I will never get that low, and I really wish you didn't either, because whatever you say, will never be as powerful as how I react, which is that I don't care." I said, standing up. But deep down inside, it hurts. A lot. Because we used to be close as ever, and now, we aren't. And that kills me.
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A/N: IM SO SORRY!! I really am. I have been so busy with school starting and everything. On September 12, 2015, I went to a One Direction concert. They were amazing. I am going to start typing the next chapter right now. It's gonna get really sad over the next few chapters. I know that Mackenzie hasn't been writing, but it has been two months since the first day of school. I know it's a huge time skip, and I didn't tell you, but that's what happened. Anyway you will get some sad stuff, but that's the story. I will probably have 20-30 chapters in this, and maybe a sequel, I haven't decided. Anyway, I love you guys so so much.

I'm gonna ask again, since I didn't get any replies. How old do you think I am? Love you guys. Bye
- Abby The Smexy Beast

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