Suicide Note

Chapter 3: Monday

My eyes flutter open, I can see the window from where I'm laying in my comfy bed, and it's just starting to sunrise.

It's about 6am, and I tip-toe to my closet, grabbing some black torn-at-the-knee leggings, a dark, navy blue t-shirt and my black sweatshirt. I grabbed my dark blue converse, throwing on my clothes, along with my shoes. I head to the bathroom, grabbing my grey beanie. I comb out my long, brown hair, and I straighten it. I begin doing my makeup afterwards, black eyeshadow, eyeliner, a bit of foundation, a bit of concealer, and dark red lipstick. I toss on my beanie, and I walk downstairs. It's 6:56 now, so I can nom down an apple. As soon as I finish my apple, I grab my navy-blue backpack, and I head out to the bus.

I put in my earbuds, and I begin to listen to some Skillet. 3 arrive at the bus stop, and I feel someone wrap their arms around my waist. I take out my earbuds, and I look up, it's Ty, my friend with benefits. He's pretty cute, and he's my best friend. He gives me a little peck on the lips, (that's our thing).

"Good morning, sunshine." He says, and chuckles.

"Good morning." I reply.

He lets go of my waist.

"You should come over tonight." He says with a little wink.

"Maybe. Unless someone mistakes me for a slut." I reply.

He frowns. "Don't go off with anyone. You're better than that."

"No I'm not. I'm worthless." I sigh.

"Don't kill my vibe." Ty replies, sighing as well.

"Okay. Gawd.." I respond playfully. Ty gives me a little peck on the lips again.

"That's the spirit." He chuckles.

The bus then pulls up, an we hop on. Ty and I sharing a seat in the back, I usually sleep, my head on his chest, and he occasionally kisses my forehead.

We arrive at school, and once I get to my locker, a guy named Kyle pushes me against it, his body against mine.

"You're coming over tonight." Kyle says persistently.

"I'm not a slut." I respond.

"I'll leak your pics." Kyle replies.

"You should wear a condom on your head, because if you're going to act like a dick, you might as well dress like one." I respond, and he gasps.

"Fine. But you better be free tomorrow. I need a fuckbuddy." Kyle says, speechless.

He walks away, and most of the day is a blur.

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"Class dismissed!" Mrs. Connie exclaims.

It's lunchtime. I begin walking down the hall, and someone trips me.

"Did the little whore want to eat, or is she going off to bang someone?" Miranda, the bitchiest girl in school says to me. Her bitch-ass crew of Jasmine and Chrissy laugh when she speaks.

"Depends." I respond cockily. "Is your boyfriend here toda- oh wait, he broke up with you!"

She responds "So? At least I can get a guy."

I reply. "At least I can bang a guy without stuffing my bra."

She gasps, and struts away. That little bitc-

I feel someone push me against the lockers again when she's gone, although I can't see who it is, my back facing them. The hallways were empty, probably Kyle.

They whisper in my ear "I need you.. now.."

I struggle, trying to kick them away.

"Calm down babygirl, it's a prank." It was Ty.

I turn around and start laughing my ass off after my moment of panic.

He pecks me on the lips, and we ditch school.

The rest of the day, a blur.

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WELL THATS NEW! There's Ty and Kyle and AHHH!

Sorry I haven't updated in a while, but i'm back now!