The book with way too many clichés ✔

the long awaited controntation of bitchney and lachlan

I had been camping out at Tiffany's place for a total of three days before she finally decided that kicking me out into the street was a good idea.

"Im sorry!" She exclaimed "theres just not enough room for the both of us"

I rolled my eyes in anger.

"I cant believe you, Tiffany" i said signing, then got up from the floor.

"Ouch" yelled Tiffany as I purposefully put my hand on her head and pushed her deeper into my CLOTHES and shoes.

I then emerged from the closet. Very quietly and stealthily. Looking around.

"You're late for school" said Shayde out of no where, making me jump in fear.

My parents were on an ass whopping rampage and I couldnt be seen by anyone.

I had to lay low.

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When i finally got to school I was not really concentrating.

My mind was flooded by thoughts of the impending threat of my parents.

I didnt like this one bit.

Looking around i made the judgement that the school was starting with Lunch so I entered the cafeteria and low and behold everyone was there and eating.

"HEY WE'RE OVER HERE" Shouted Tiffany to me as she waved frantically.

I ran as fast as I could across the cafeteria and for my seat. There was no way I was going to risk getting my seat stolen.

So anyways Tiffany and I were having our usual conversations. I purposefully didnt mention the fact that she had kicked me out of her house closet and now I was vertually homeless and had no where to stay in order to keep the peace between us.

I still needed her to pay for community collage.

:'(

Suddenly a disgusting sound of kissing was bought to my attention by Tiffany's death growling.

I turned around and none the less it was Lachlan and the slut.

"GOD I HATE HER SO MUCH SHES SO DISGUSTING OH MY GOD APPARENTLY SHE SLEEPS WITH EVERY GUY SHE MAKES EYE CONTACT WITH" I was in a fit of rage

"What really? That gross!!" Replied Tiffany.

"Tell me about it. And like shes not even that pretty. Im way prettier than her! God! She is so bitchy her name might as well be Bitchney!" I said

Tiffany giggled to herself.

"I hate her too shes so straight" she said.

"Mm yeah shes probably not gay" i agreed, staring at her make out with a guy "You no wot she probably doesnt even have a family because shes sooo annoying" i continued on with my hate fest.

Tiffany laughed and twirled her hair in her finger. "I wish she had no family bc Its such a struggle being her sister" she then said.

A STRUGGLE BEING HER SISTER.

"WHAT!" I shouted.

"Huh? What? Oh yeah lol shes my sister, LOL I FORGOT TO TELL YOU" said Tiffany.

I shifted uncomfortably in my seat.

"O-oh. Sorry i-i didnt know you guys were..."

"Nooo dont be sorry shes a BITCH ASS NIGA" She said, all of a sudden screaming in anger. I inched away from her.

"LISTEN HERE OKAY. YOU HAVE TO FOLLOW YOUR DREAMS! DO IT DONT GIVE UP!" She was overcome by a sentimental wave and was all of a sudden shouting inspiring words at me.

The people from the tables surrounding us all started to chant with Tiffany. "Follow ur dreams" "follow your dreams" Banging their knives and forks on the tables.

I rose up by the encouagement and stomped my foot on the ground. I had to stand up for myself.

I quickly walked over across the cafeteria to Lachlan and Bitchney.

"Lachlan" i screamed even though i was standing right in front of them.

"I just wanted to let you know that you ARE AN ASS and your actually not even that attractive and that YOU R PROBS GAY BC SLUTTY MCGEE HERE LOOKS UNCANNILY LIKE A BOY but if you know what thats fine and ALSO THE WEDDING IS OFF AND YOUR HAIR SUKX AND U R NO WHERE NEAR AS PUNK ROCK AS ME, LOSER and also your mum and grandma and also probably god hate u" they had broken off kissing each other half way through my rant and were both staring at me in shock.

"And you" I pointed at the slut "are not nice"

Slut gasped in shocked and dismay and then turned and slapped Lachlan!!

"Are you just going to let her talk to me like that?????" She said angrily.

I smirked at them and turned around leaving the school. My time here was done.

I was too rebel to care that I was leaving the school even before it was even time to go home.