I sit in my bedroom with my boyfriend.
"End of term one, first Holliday's of high school, it's gonna be great." I lay on my bed with a smile on my face. I notice Luke staring at me from the chair he is sitting on.
"It's not nice to stare, Luke." I poke my tongue out at him.
"I just couldn't help it, your so damn hot right now, with those shorts and that tight fitting singlet." I start to blush at his compliments. He stands up and walks over to sit next to me.
"I love you." I say to him honestly, he repeats those three words as he puts his hand on my thigh, I raise my eyebrow at him.
"You know, I reckon you would be hotter without them on." He starts to play with the bottom of my singlet.
"Haha. Not happening, Luke." I roll my eyes, Luke pulls of his shirt and stares at me.
"Your turn." He smirks, I just lay there staring at his six pack for a moment.
"Ok, you are hot, but I'm not taking my clothes off." I look him dead in the eye, he sighs slightly before starting to kiss me.
Before long we are in a heated make out session, he pulls me on top of him causing me to straddle him, he starts to lift my singlet up and I pull away.
"Get out." I say as I stand up.
"But babe." He pouts.
"Out." I say crossing my arms. Luke grabs his top and walks out of my room, I soon hear him say goodbye to my mother before the front door slams closed.
I open my laptop and get on Facebook, I message one of my bestest friends with a simple "hey", suddenly I get a friends request, and then another. I check out one of the guys who sent me a friends request, I recognise him so I accept. I get a notification saying I was tagged in a post, feeling confused I click on it, it was one of Luke's friends and all it says is "OMG you fucking slut Ebony White". I just sit there clueless until I get a message from one of the popular girls.
"Shag a guy then dump him right after, completely heartless, after you'd been dating him for five months and all. I hope you die alone you fucking heartless slut. At least Luke has a friend like me, a shoulder to cry on." I read out loud.
What did Luke do?
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Four years of hell.
Teen FictionHigh school is meant to be the best years of your life, right? Wrong. For many, high school is hellish four years of bullying and stress.