I walk into school with my hair tied into a messy bun as I am far too lazy to even attempt doing something half decent. I've got no makeup on and I look like I've been dragged through a bush. I'm currently standing with one of my bestfriends, Yasmin, waiting on my other two friends, Alex and Ellie to arrive.
Finally after like 17302 years, Alex and Ellie show up. We walk into the social area and there is Chris standing at our table with that devious smile of his. "I need money for you know what" he says. Chris has been smoking joints recently and apparently I'm the one buying, which is not okay, "No Chris, I will not be the one funding your weed obsession" I reply, quite happy as this is one of the only times that I have ever stood up to him. "Fucking whore!!" Chris shouts loud enough for everyone to hear.
I decide to skip first session and hide in the toilets crying, why is my boyfriend like this? Why do I always have such awful luck with guys?
Author's Note
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Teen FictionA story in which a normal girl meets an extraordinary boy who changes her life.