You watch her as she fidgets with the cuff of her sleeve, wishing she would just leave. You watch the teacher leave for a bathroom break. You look around in your purse and find a pair of scissors, you smirk and trot to her desk. "Hey, weird bitch. Why don't you do us all a favor and slit your wrists already?" She looks at you, hurt. But you don't care. Because you think you are more important than her. You think she deserves terrible things. You snip off your ponytail, and shove the scissors in one of her hands, hair in the other. Your teacher walks in. You scream. "Why would you do such a thing? What did I ever do to you?" You scream. Your teacher shakes his head in disbelief. "Laina, principal, now." He tells her sternly. "B-But, I-I" you cut her off. "You what?" You ask, smirking. She walks to the principal, tears in her eyes, hair in her hand. Everyone couldn't do anything because they new if they exposed you they would have to transfer schools. You were in power.
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Weird Girls
FanfictionShe sits alone at her desk, thoughts dancing on her head. She mumbles to herself, not knowing what she said. "She's so weird...What the hell is she doing?" A girl whispers to her partner.
