"Is true."
"Nu-uh, no way!"
"There so totally wasn't, Loser!"
A sudden thud, an indescribable pain shooting across her chest as the she laid huddle on the ground, her bright red framed glasses forgotten and with spindly cracks to the side.
They snickered as she was gruffly lifted by the collar of her sugar pink sweat shirt, slammed against the opposite wall, another girl snarling vicious and painful things in the girl's face, making her want to curl up and die.
What had she done to deserve this? She was hardly worth the trouble of being picked on like this. She had no one to rely on, no one to talk to, why couldn't she just be left alone?
Maybe she really should die.....
**How about it, my friends? Think I should continue? I'm a sucky writer, so who knows if I'll continue xD It probably will get to be blah after a while.... Hm.... Encouragement? **
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"Chocolate Cake"
Teen FictionSomeone who's never had the chance to be herself, just the nerd, the geek, the "nobody." But... her one catch.... how will she react when someone really does TRY to get to know her? And her mysterious ways.... A secret that even she didn't know sh...
