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The Fragile girl In the Backrow

Teen Fiction
Sarah Coleman is what you call your average girl. She is shy ,has no friends and dress like a twelve year old even though she is 17 years old. She has a a big secret which no ones knows about. Her father is quite abusive so to relief all the pain li...
To my suprise

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                                              "I am sor-..." I began to say, but got cut off and I didn't dare to look up.
                          "Watch wear you going freak!"I hear a deep voice say followed by laughter's. I got up quickly and gallop down the hall to the bathroom. The word FREAK lingered in my head as  I just sat in the bathroom stall crying to myself. About five minutes after I got up washed my face and adjust my make up to hide the bruises on my face. I started walking down the hall towards my locker to grab my Math book. When I entered the room I took my seat in the back row and waited for the teacher quietly as I watch everyone talk and laugh with their friends. I wish I had a friend to talk and laugh with I sighed. Just as I said those thought  Mrs.Fuller entered the room,she is a nice lady tall,average weight,neck length hair and olive skin unlike my pale skin, waist length hair , skinny, with big bright ocean eyes hers were brown. Soon we were told to turn to page 16 in our text book then she started writing a sum on the board when the door burst open everyone snaps there attention to the male  including me walking way too confident with the fact that he is late.
                          "Good morning Mr. Ryder glad you decide to join us this morning now hurry and sit down " Mrs fuller said too harshly for it to be an actual invite. I didn't know who it was but  I've surely seen his face before and how every girl was drooling over him,while every boy stared at him in envy wishing they could be him I was disgusted by the fact that someone can be drooling over an arrogant jerk like that.

                          "Don't get too excited now I am only here so my parents will get off my back about school. Wow I'll be lying if I say I didn't expected something like that wouldn't I.  Suddenly  it all came rushing back that voice I heard it earlier in the hallway soon inside me started bubbling with anger but I tried to ignore my feelings before I do or say something I will regret.Mrs. Fuller face was flushed with anger but she quickly shook it off and continued writing the sum on the board. I watched as the tall male figure sauntered across the class and sat beside behind me and started saying something to the two male that cause them to laugh out loud which let them both get a death glare from Mrs.Fuller but they ignored her either way. I focused my attention on the board in front of me and started taking notes. Soon the bell rang and I packed up my things in a rush and headed to my locker. I took out my English book also my   Visual Arts book its weird how its the only subject I actually like but hate the teacher its quite funny. Anyways I started walking to my English class. After English class I went to my favourite class V.A. (visual arts) sat in my usual seat at the back of the classroom. We were told to sketch our emotions and I did probably shouldn't because I sketched a angry and sad looking girl. 
                          "Freak much" I heard the familiar voice from earlier anger started to bubble up in me until I said something I wish I could take back.   



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