The blood was pouring out of me, the pills made my vision bounce. The blade slipped out of my hand and into the floor, the clunking sound made my head explode. As my vision went blurry and I started to fall asleep I remebered the past few years...
It was the first day of sophmor year, I was walking through the doors of my new school in a new state. In my home town in Colorado I was known for being the shy, fat, friendless girl with a red face and eczema. I would get bullied for not having a dad. My family decided to move to Idaho when we lost our house, me and my Mom. I've only lived here for the summer so I don't know how to feel about it yet. I got weird looks as I walked down the halls. I went to my locker to put my shit away before I decided to go outside to wait for the bell. The sun was bright and hot, the air still whispering a morning breeze. I sat with my back against the wall, looking at my phone to find a distraction from all the people walking inside. I looked up to find a handsome, rugged, country boy looking me down as he walked by. He had the prettiest blue eyes, tan skin, holy pants, a camo hat, and boots. He smirked at me before walking inside.
I pulled myself up off the ground as I heard the bell ring. My first class was on the other side of of the school, History. I started down the hall when a girl with purple hair walked up to me and said "I love your hair!" She looked me down "And your outfit." I had on a dark red sweater, light wash skinny jeans, and tan wedge boots. My hair is a dark red with loose curls.
"Thanks. You don't look half bad yourself." I said looking at her blue skirt, white muscle tee, black leggings, and black biker boots.
"Thanks. I'm Nicole but everyone calls me Nic."
"Scotty."
"What class do you have?"
"History."
"Same. I'll walk with you."
On the way to class we made small talk about where I lived before, stuff like that. When in class, we kept making faces at each other. She invited me to have much with her crew. It was fun and welcoming, calming my first day gitters just a little.
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I Died Happy
Teen FictionThe love story between a boy who grew up right and a fucked up girl. Scotty Day is a girl who has depression, anxiety, ADHD, and a eating disorder. Harley Hansen is a respectful country boy who loves all out.