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"THAT'S RIGHT KID! RUN HOME TO YOUR MOMMY!"
They used more vulgar language of course, but writing it wouldn't make me any better of a person I already am. Dork Leebo is what they call me, but my real name is Dylan Lysander. My mom bought me this Journal because I made a B on my Science Test. That's good considering that my grade average is Failing. Anyways let me start from the beginning! I just moved to Tennessee and couldn't wait 'till I make some friends so I went up to some kid I saw.

"Hi" I said.
"Hey dweeb. What's your name" said the stranger.
"Dylan... Nice to meet you." I replied.
"Haha what kind of name is that? Your parents must hate you!" He said after laughing and walking off.
"Jerk" I mumbled under my breath.
"What was that?" He said turning around.
"N-Nothing" I said.
"Haha, that was something!" He said and then grabbed my shirt lifting me up.
"I said "Lerk because I saw a small fly. It means a small flying creature!" I said smiling.
"Shut up" he said throwing me on the ground. He walked away.

That hurt like crazy. Anyways it turns out EVERYONE at my school is a bully. Yeah in all the story's you are reading it's like the main character has that one best friend. Nope. I have no friends. Anyways I walked to first period.
"Sit down everyone!" My teacher yelled.
"Yes ma'am" I replied, surprised to see that everyone just gave me the stink eye and I heard someone call me teachers pet.
"I would like to... Dílane... Leebo to our class! She said. Everyone started laughing.
"Actually it's Dylan Ly..."
"are you taking back to me?!" She said.
"No ma'a..."
"Good!" She said,
"Now let's all turn our books to page 237!"

I went and listened

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⏰ Last updated: Apr 04, 2016 ⏰

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