BEEP BEEP BEEP
"Noooooo..." I groaned.
I didn't want to go to school. I didn't want to deal with everyone staring. Judging.
I groaned and rolled out of bed, landing on the floor with a thud.
Not again, I thought to myself. At least I didn't fall on the dog this time.
I lied on the floor for another minute or so, then got up deciding that I shouldn't be late for hell. Oops, did I say hell? I meant to say school.
I took a shower and almost fell asleep in it so I got out annd dried my hair.
I got dressed, putting on a pair of shorts and a graphic tee, not really caring what I look like.
Heading downstairs, I realize my parents weren't there, again.
Seeing a note on the fridge, I take it off and read what it says.
Hey honey. Sorry for not being there when you woke up, but we had to go on a buisness trip. We will be back in two weeks. Theres money on the counter if you want anything. We love you, Mom and Dad.
I can't say I'm surprised. I haven't properly spent time with my parents in months. They're never around.
I sighed and I grab a granola bar and started walking to school. It would probably take me about twenty minutes to walk to school today.
When I finally arrive, I keep my head down, take a deep breath, and prepair myself for the worst. No matter how much it happens, I just can't get use to the it. The taunting, the staring, the lonliness.
Snap out of it Rose, I tell myself.
I take one last breath and I walk into hell.
#####YOU THOUGHT I WOULD END IT THERE BUT TADA HERE COME MORE#####
Walking through the halls, I kept my face down looking up just to make sure I didn't walk into a wall or a person. When I looked up, I walked straight into a wall, or thats what I thought. My bum hurt a lot and I looked up to see if the other person was okay. I looked up to see someone I hoped I wouldn't run ito this morning.
Payton Smith, head cheerleader/bitch/demon. She has made the last four years of highschool a nightmare for me. I'm just glad that this is my last year.
"Watch where your going loser! You almost made me spill my coffee! You better be glad, bitch." Payton sneered at me. Before I could get up she kicked me twice in the stomach, then walked away laughing with her band of bimbos behind her.
I was surely a sight to see. A seventeen year old girl, groaning on the floor, with her books everywhere.
Before I could get up myself, a hand came out of nowhere.
"You look like you need some help."
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Hey guys this is the first chapter of my new book. Hope you guys enjoy it!
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adoration
Teen FictionShe was bullied. He was feared. She was stared at. He stared. She saw him. He adored her. She cried. He cared. She was a pacifist. He was a gang leader.
