How I'd Love to Become your Suicide Blonde

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A girl shuffled down the hall struggling to adjust the strap on her army green colored side bag. It was clearly packed full of books and a few papers sticking out. She never picked one of her white converse shoes off the ground when she walked; she slided and shuffled across the dirty school hall way floor. White Apple iphone headphones were in her small ears blaring music that everyone could hear, but no one enjoyed. Her eyes were closed and a frown sat across her face and she walked down the hall in time to her music.

The girls face was diamond shaped with pale skin and pink at the cheeks, With freckles dotted across them. And  a single freckle, spot in the middle of her forehead. Giant round glasses framed her eyes that were closed as she was endorsed in the music. Her hair moved ever so little as she walked because of the little movement. It was blonde, such a light blonde like a yellowey blonde that was so obviously bleached that color but still pretty. Deep brown roots started to grow out from her curly hair. Well not tight curls or ringlets but the kind of curls where the hair isn't straight and it gets poofy and brushed. You know what I mean. Blonde hair was everywhere except for the top  section that was pulled back into a small little pony tail.

The girl's music was heard by all the other students who strolled past her on their way to class. It played clearly to all "L-O-V-E Love is evil" As the girl started to sing another lyric: "Candy is Dandy but Liquor is Quicker" she sang out loud for everyone to hear. But as she reached the word quicker something happened. A piece of paper lie on the ground, and the girl had slipped right on it. "Quiiiiiiicker" she sang and she flew in to the air. She landed on her butt but sitting up. "Ouch" she murmured to her self, scratching the back of her head. Nobody helped her up, few took a short glance her way. It wasn't like she had any friends to help her up. So she picked her self up, turned her head to look at other's reactions and continued walking. No music played and her head lowered down. 

AUTHOR'S NOTE: sorry this is just a chapter explaining a single character sorry and so many grammar mistakes prob

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