Begin my day. At the end of the left, it was pretty awkward, and she didn't come back for the rest the period. I did however, see you in the other classes, and she said silently in the back of the classroom, but that was strange, since normally, you can't shut her up.
It was in science on my phone vibrated in my pocket. I slapped my pants and my teacher turned to look at me
"Taylor-Ann, is there a problem?"
I shake my head, and ask to use the bathroom. She says yes.
When in the bathroom I check my phone. One new text message it said. And it read:
'Good luck winning Prom Queen, you stupid low-life.
-Balla Rae. '
I'm not a stupid lowlife, and who the hell is Balla Rae?
Whatever, I walked back to class and thought nothing of it for the rest of the day.
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My Buddy Marcel part 2
Fanfic"Do you remember what happened in the first part? No? Let's catch you up. Taylor-Ann Duncan and Marcel Styles are best friends, Taylor-Ann is popular and Marcel isn't..." The second part of the 'supposed to be funny' fanfic 'My Buddy Marcel'
