Love Me Or Hate Me (A Roc Love Story) (Editing)

Love Me Or Hate Me A Roc Love Story

Month of December

Your name is Aryanna and ur such a delicate girl ur 15 turning 16 in a month and ur new at this school u need friends but ur sister is ur only friend right now her name is Aleesha Aleesha was at the school before u were so she is apart of the popular boys and girls by the way ur in grade 10 and it's ur lucky day

G1:hello are u new here because we're suppose to make u feel welcome

You:yeah I am new here and thank u so much

G1:my manners my name is Harlem

You:ur name is Harlem

Har:don't laugh because what's ur name

You:well Aryanna

Har:okay u can laugh urs is better

You:but I don't make fun of people because of their names

Har:well here comes the bullies

Jocks:HEY GIRL U DO THE HARLEM SHAKE

Har:stop !!!! *running away*

You:Harlem!!!! Wait!!!

That's when u saw ur sister u see her with 4 girls and 4 boys

Alee:hey it's my nasty sister

Everyone laughs

Did I tell u that ur sister always was mean to u

You:excuse me omg I hate u

Alee:I know Biottch

You:😔😔😣

Alee:keep crying and ur not coming home today dad said he will pick u up

You:*starts crying* why no!!!!!! Dad is coming for me why

Alee:cause u had sex with Jason

Jocks:ohhhhhhhhhh

You:I didn't I don't even know who Jason is why would u say something like that I'm telling mom

Alee:*getting mad* NO!!! U little biotch

You:*starts running away*

U were running and u found harlem

You:Harlem!! Harlem!! are u here

Har:yeah I am please help me

You:okay

Har:why are u crying

You:my sister

Har:what she do

You:we'll embarrassed me In front of all the jocks nd said I had sex with Jason and I don't know who that is and she called my dad

Har:what about ur dad

You:he's abusive he rapes me and I hate it it doesn't feel good I feel like a slut

Har:I have a sister and she loves me a lot she wouldn't make anyone hurt me

You:I wish I had u as my sister because ur so sweet and nice

Har:Aww thats so cute *hugs her*

You:*hugs back*

Har:we should go to class now

You:let's go

In class

Mr:why are u late

You:I got hurt I fell

Mr:and ur new

Har:yes she is I have to show her around for the rest of the week

Mr:okay take ur seat thank u Harlem What's ur name First and last