Chapter 1

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It's Monday again. Luckily, I didn't wake up late this time, so I can take my sweet time. It's raining outside, I can hear the rain drops beating on the roof. The weather is getting colder week by week. I'm wearing skinny jeans, sneakers, and a striped long-sleeved shirt. I've finished my cereal, and grab my raincoat and backpack. I make sure I have my umbrella, just in case. The boy stopped talking to me for the rest of the week last week. I pull my hood up, say goodbye to my brother and mother, then step outside to wait for the bus. When I get on the bus, the boy isn't there. Hah! And he made a snappy remark when I almost missed the bus. And then I realized, I don't know his name...

When he and I were in the park, I wasn't really listening to what he was saying. I think he said that he didn't have any friends. He also reminds me of someone. I just can't remember who! Whatever, I've learned not to waste my time on stuff like that.

Turns out stalker is in my science class too. At lunch, I see him sitting in the corner eating his lunch by himself. So he lying kidding about not having any friends. Now I feel bad for him. Wait, why am I paying attention to him? He's a weird stalker guy!

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Next week on Tuesday........Have I told you that I always wear my hair in a ponytail? Well, people think I look really pretty with my hair down, so they cut all my ponytail holders in half so I can't use them. Ugh....I hate them for doing that. Now I can't put my hair back up for the rest of the day.

When stalker passed me in the hall way, he said that he likes my hair. So I said thanks. Obviously. Usually I'd give a compliment back, but I didn't know what to say.

After school, I walked to the park and sat underneath a tree. I pull out my iPod and put on my Fall Out Boy album. I don't seem like the type of person who listens to this type of music, but you know, stereotypes. I close my eyes for what seems like 10 minutes, but turns into an hour. I wake up from the sound of crickets chirping. Shit. I fell asleep. The sun is setting already, but the sunset is beautiful. I call my brother to pick me up from the park, and when I get home I finish my homework and go upstairs to take a shower. After my shower, I log onto my ask.fm account. One new question: Do you have a crush on someone? Really people? I type, no. Ever since seventh grade, I tried not having a crush on anyone. I worked, I don't like anyone....right now.

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Beep, Beep, Beep.....Shit! I'm gonna be late for school again! Damn, I need to go to bed earlier. I get dressed, grab some breakfast, and get my backpack. I grab my beanie, say bye to my brother, and head out to the bus stop. I check my phone, and it says 6:15. Awesome. My bus should be here by now. Five minutes later, I see the bus. 

Sorry that was short, I didn't know what to add to this chapter. I will add more with the boy and Camellia.

~Piano_Girl018

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