My alarm rang waking me up. I jumped up at the sound. I grimaced as the sound had scared me awake. I looked at my clock. It was 5 o'clock in the morning.
I got up out of bed and prepared everything. Lunches, after school snacks, showered, and get Shelly, Shack and Ashley ready for their day. Stop Iggy and Hannah from taking too long in the bathroom.
I ran out of the house ready to leave. Hannah and I headed the same way.Iggy and Ashley went to their bus stop. I knew Mom and Dad had Shelly and Shack.
I went to the bus stop seeing Krysta. I greeted with a smile, "Good morning, Krysta."
She replied, "Hey, did you get my text?"
I nodded, "Yeah. I will make sure they back off of you. What did they do?"
Krysta does answer. She just shrugged and looked away. Instead, she asked, "How was your sleep?"
I answered simply, "Sleep was sleep. "
She asked, "Are you still up for tonight?"
I nodded.
Krysta, Nick and I usually hangs out at a cafe at night time on the weekends. It is pretty fun and way better than staying home.
When the bus came, I sat in the back, she sat in the front, and I didn't even care where Hannah sat. I was with some jock and some other girl who is always there.
I greeted, "Good morning."
They mumbled a greeting. The girl whispered, "Have you heard what happened with Krysta?"
I asked with innocent curiosity, "What happened?"
She whispered, "They spilled milk all over her stuff in her bag." She laughed, "Now she's as smells rotten how she looks."
I looked at Krysta in sympathy. I just noticed that she is using a new bag. She did not look rotten at all. She looked beautiful. Her curly, unruly hair was unique and hot. Her dark brown eyes were nothing I've seen before. Her smiles were usually honest and genuine, unlike mine. I just didn't understand why they would bully her.
Maybe they were jealous of her.
I asked, "Why do something so dirty. I think it's unnecessary."
The girl asked, "What do you mean?"
I giggled in the best innocent, and non gay because i still want girls to see me this way, way as possible, "Ah come on. Why take the time to do that?"
Then she scoffed something that made me hate humanity, "Why?"
On the inside, I growled. Why would they do something like this to her? She was my true friend, and I didn't want her to be bullied anymore.
The guy beside me asked, "She's hot though. Don't be too mean to her. Her boyfriend would probably get revenge through us. You should've seen him yesterday during practice. But we can't kick him out because he is a great basketball player."
I said confused, "Boyfriend?" He couldn't have meant...
"Nick," the boy said. "He is her boyfriend."
Okay, that is something I didn't know. I knew alot, but that, I didn't know! I knew they were always together, but that couldn't had been right.
I asked, "Are you sure he's her boyfriend?"
The guy nodded, "Yeah, he was growling, 'how could do this to my girl' and 'why did you let them do this to my girlfriend' and stuff".
I said suprised, "Well, dang." Actually, I was jealous. I liked her way before him. Oh, well. I'll ask him tonight when I go out with them.
Oh, I will ask and make sure.

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Teen FictionThis is a story of a sweet innocent teenager boy. He has so many friends he can't count. He is known for his sweet exterior. But what about his interior? Trigger Warning