Just an average day.
Nothing special. Just hanging out with my friends, Jessie and Rosella.
My names Gilda by the way.
Gilda Octavius, other wise known as sweetie by my friends and sweetheart by Rita but you'll get to know her later.
Me and Jessie and Rosella otherwise known as the crew of pink. We're walking around the school towards the cafeteria like normal.
But the girls wanted to pick on Rita.
I hate when they do that.
"Girls maybe later, I don't think it's funny when you do that."
They just laughed and walked up to Rita.
She'd been absent for the last two days because she wrecked her motorcycle.
She wasn't on it or anything though, just working on the paint job and she accidentally started the thing when her dog decided to knock it over. The dog was fine but the bike ran over her foot.
I walked over to the girls and dragged my friends away mid-insult.
"Girls you need to learn to hold it in"
They only continued their snickering.
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Reflected through her eyes
أدب المراهقينGilda "Sweetheart" Octavious and Rita "Loner" Green are two sixteen year old freshmen girls who are nearly exact opposites. Rita has a bad attitude, few friends, and a very rough and aggressive style. Gilda is a bit of a "sweetheart", has lots of...
