Things Change

Chapter 8: Piss Off Will You?!

Oh my sweet baby Jesus :O

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I cried ._. Don't judge me cx. Anyways, thank you guys so much for taking the time to read this book. Me and Valerie really really love all of you ^_^ <3

Quick story : I got in this huge argument with my mommy, yea I still say mommy bitch what of it .-.?, and she was all like "you have to stop punching walls in this house D;<" and I was all like "this house need to stop having walls that I can punch D:<"

Moral of the story . Don't yell when you're mad. You say really stupid shit o.O

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Valerie's POV

I wake up the next morning exceptionally sore around my whole body. I groan as I get up and stretch.

"Oh my god!" I groan when I stretch and hear it crack in seven diffident places.

How does that happen?

I go down to touch my toes and groan again. I'm really don't want to go to school right now but I kinda don't have an option. Jace would want me to.

I go to my closet not really caring what side I get stuff from. I grab an odd future gray crew neck that just has the classic upside-down cross on it(it was also a size too big but I love it), with some black ripped jeans, bad beat up black converse. I go to the restroom and throw my hair into a messy bun. After I checked on my cuts.

I lift the sleeves from my sweater to see that my cuts are still red as can be and two are still bleeding. I get out a sigh and count all my cuts that reach all the way down mid forearm.

Seventeen in total. Not good but not as bad either.

I get my phone from the bag in the sofa and put it in my school bag knowing that I need to walk to school once again.

I start walking to school with my phone on speaker bumping Zeppelin and some Ed Sheeran music but mostly Led Zeppelin. I have an unnatural obsession with them. Did I forget to mention that? Well yeah, Unhealthy.

I finally reach the gated to the school and go strait to first period. I'm greeted by Ms. Dimas with a faint 'Hi baby' while I scurry along to my seat in the back of the room. No ones here yet but it wont be long until people start making my day even worse. I really did not want to do anything today.

"Baby? I need you to help me out in moving the desks to the walls and stack them. We're painting today." she smile while getting up and begins to push the desks to the wall. She smile knowingly because of the fact that I love to paint. I'm not very good at it but I really like to do it.

"Oh God! Thanks so much this is exactly what I need. Did not have the best weekend you no." I said picking up the desks and stacking them.

By the fine we were finished stacking them and getting the stools and the empty canvases situated the bell rang and slowly people started coming in.

Since everyone noticed that the stools and everything were out people started lying against the wall awaiting directions silently. I go to them and also wait.

"Alright class, obviously we are going to be painting today. Go to where your normal seats would be and I'll get you guys the paint." Ms. Dimas instructed.