I woke up to the feeling of tiny kisses on my neck and cheek. "Morning sleepy head." Michael said while sitting up slightly. "Uuuugh." I sat myself up with my eyes barely open. "Well Ana, it's your call. Do you wanna go to school today?"
"Yeah, we probably should." I yawned an stood up to get some clothes.
I put on a pare of dark blue skinny jeans with a Black NIRVANA shirt and a black hoodie.We approached the school. As soon as I got out of Michaels car Ashley walked up to me. "Oh, I see Dark Vader decided to wear some blue today." I looked down. Michael got out of the car, "Hey blondie, it's pronounced
Darth Vader." She rolled her eyes. "Heh whatever you say cutie." She winked at Michael which gave my stomach a twisting feeling. "I'm not your cutie." Michael said in a serious tone. "Oh c'mon you're really hot dude!"
"And you're really not so..." I was shocked Michael actually said that. Ashley's jaw dropped as she flipped her hair walking away.
"Why does she always do that?" I asked. "I have no idea but it's really awkward.""Alright class take your seats!"
I sat down by the window, I could feel Ashley's eyes on me. "May I help you?" I asked. She tilted her head, "Why of course not dear."
Did this bitch really just call me dear?
I was upset because we got new seats and the teacher has Michael all the way on the other side of the room. He kept looking at me and making silly faces, I'd do them back but better.
As I listened to the lesson my phone vibrated."Stop trying to beat me with your adorable faces! XD"
Mikey 9:43am"No way! I'm totally winning! Lol"
Read 9:43am"Nope I must beat you :P"
Mikey 9:44am"Try me Clifford."
Read 9:45am"Oh, you know I will!"
Mikey 9:45amI set my phone down on my desk and just smiled. He's so silly. I looked over at Michael he was writing something. God he looked so focused. He started making the shapes of guitar chords on his hands. Hm a song?
"Hey ass face stop looking at him you creeper!" I turned to see who said that. Ew Connor. He was sat behind Michael and he was so obnoxious. Dark brown hair, blue eyes, and freckles all over his baby face. Michael looked up and at him, "Why do you care about what she's doing? She's not bothering you. You prick." I loved that Michael stood up for me. It made me realize how much he cares. Connor slouched in his seat. "She's a Fucking loser.." He mumbled under his breath. I looked over at Michael to see what he would do. "What did you just say?..." He said while slowly turning around. Connor leaned into Michaels face and said it again more pronounced, "She's a Fucking Loser." Mike set down his pencil. "I know you didn't call my girl a fucking loser."
I gave Michael a look that showed stop but he didn't."Look mate, don't call her a loser or you'll regret it."
"Oh no is Michael gonna hurt me? Boo Hoo. "
"Heh like your sarcasm kid, lets me realize you're a bigger ass hole."I can't believe Michaels doing this.
"What are you gonna do about it bro?" Connor said while standing up to Michael. Everyone was looking at what Michael was gonna do. Connor was bopping up and down while saying, "Bring it Clifford" about seven times.
Michael rolled his eyes and stood up. Connor looked up at him in fear. He was so tall compared to him. Everyone was whispering in the room. And as always the teacher didn't do shit. Connors face turned red. Michael put his hand on Connors shoulder and said. "Tell her you're sorry." Connor looked around the room hoping someone would stop this. "You're on my pressure point! It hurts!" Michael put more pressure on it and said, "I know. And Ill stop once you say sorry to Ana." "I'm sorry Ana you're not a loser!" Mike smirked and let go and sat back down. Everyone looked at Michael and I.
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Baby Don't Cut
Teen FictionAna is a 17 year old girl who has trouble fitting in. She had no friends at school, she only lives with her mom who gets drunk often, and she tried to kill her self 7 times along with self harm. She was deeply depressed until she met a boy named Mic...