Josh's POV.This is exactly why I hate myself. I always screw up.
I can still see her face expression when she walked in on Ashley and I.
"Baby I really want to go for a round two in the janitor's room." Ashley whined.
"Not right now."
"C'mon I'm-
"I said not right now." I hissed.
"This is because of that bitch Bobbi walking in on us isn't it." She chuckled.
Then something snapped.
I grabbed her and slammed her against the locker, but not that hard.
"Don't ever call Bobbi a bitch. The only one who is being s bitch right now is you. Now leave me fucking be." I walked away leaving her alone in the hallway.
I'm such a dick. But why all of a sudden do I feel like I should care for Bobbi. I never cared for anyone except for my brother of course.
And then again it's not like we're a couple or anything, we're just friends."Everyone please report to the cafeteria."
Oh shit. Bobbi is probably freaking out. I have to find her. To be honest I don't think she shoud've done this though. Its all my fault I forced her into this.
"Hey man." I turned around to see Hunter.
"Hey, we're suppose to be in Mr.Harrison's class right?" I asked.
"Yeah.Why?"
"Let's go to this thing at the cafeteria. I have to find Bobbi."
"Wait say that again but the same way." He smirked.
What?
"I have to find Bobbi.Let's go." I said walking away.
"You like her don't you?" Hunter asked making me come into a complete halt.
I slowly turned around to face him.
"We're just fucking friends and I don't like her like that." I snapped.
"Whatever no need to get defensive. Just a question." He said raising his hands up in surrender.
As we walked into the cafeteria I couldn't help but smile of what we caused.
"Man did you see Mr.Harrison's that shit was hilarious."
"No man you should've seen Mr.Nelson's face when he walked in to see his class. His face was priceless."
"Oh my god who would do something so horrid."
"Whoever did this were fucking brilliant."
"Did you see that guy with the mask running in his boxers. He was hot."
Hunter found D.J,Dylan, and Ashely, and I was still looking for Bobbi.
I looked where the nerds sat, but she wasn't their. Maybe she's outside on the football field. Wait no she wouldn't be their, I have a feeling she's here. I was about to check out side until I heard something that instantly pissed me off.
"She's so weird no wonder why they call her a freak. She's fucking talking to herself and moving so damn much." A cheerleader chuckled.
The whole table laughed. Basically all the jocks and cheerleaders sat there.
My eyes were still roaming through the cafeteria. Then I saw her.
She was sitting by herself at the far left table. She looked frightened. Her feet kept tapping the ground, she was looking down, her mouth was moving.
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The Troubled Ones
Teen Fiction"We're all pretty bizarre. Some of us are just better at hiding it, that's all."-The Breakfast Club ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ A girl that doesn't eat, a boy that cuts.