I had to get out of my small town, home town. I wasn't bullied, but I wasn't popular either. I could've left the day I turned eighteen, but I knew if I was going to do anything with my life I needed me diploma. I've already been accepted to college...
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I stare at my ceiling and count down from three as my alarm goes off, and I press the button and get up and ready for . I quickly tie my boots before grabbing a granola bar for breakfast. Everyone else was already gone. I put in my head phones and start the walk to school. Tomorrow was the day I graduate. Little does almost everyone know, is the next time they'll look for me...I'll be gone. And by gone I mean thousands of miles away at a good college with my two best friends. I freeze as I hear a vehicle pull up beside me. . I watch as the back window rolls down revealing Liam. "Need a ride hot shot," asked. I just chuckled and got in her and buckled. "You two ready for tomorrow," Liam asks leaning forward putting his head between us. Sammi and I just nodded as she parked in the school's parking lot. We all got out and walked into the school.
" Can I ask you a question," Sam asks him. "Uhhh sure..." Liam says cautiously. "Will you help me prank one of the paps," she asks him. In case you're wondering, we call the popular kids the paps because they're always talking about us, like paparazzi, and it's a weird confidence booster. "Are you crazy?!?!," Liam says a little too loudly. Everyone is looking at us and I look down and just walk away to my first class, leaving them talking. As I walk, I stumble and hear laughter, but I just rush to my locker trying to ignore it. I quickly open it and put my stuff in, and grab what I need for my first class. I rush back down the hall careful to avoid more embarrassment, I sit in my seat. First one there. Almost everyone else is late and at this point it's just routine. In this class I'm stuck with all paps. Sad thing is I'm in the middle of the class, surrounded by, still immature, boys. I look at the extra notebook I brought and doodle. As I'm lost in my doodling I feel the notebook being snatched away and my pencil creates a long line down the paper. "Hey!" I say looking up and seeing James. Since the day I stepped into school six years ago he's always annoyed ME, trying to steal MY HOMEWORK, and so much other stuff you wouldn't even believe half of it.
"Can I have it back," I ask nicely. "Nope," he says popping the 'p' while looking through my doodles. "Who's this," he asks showing me a picture I attempted to draw of Harry Styles. An idea forms in my head to mess with his. "My boyfriend," I reply nonchalant. "What, you don't have a boyfriend," James says looking at me funny. "Yeah I do, that's him," I reply, referring to the picture. James shakes his head as his two 'friends' take to his back. "STOP LYING TO ME!," he yells. I shrink back a little, but gather my courage and stand up. He's taller than me, but not by much. But right then he felt hundreds of feet taller than me. I grab my note book and sit back down. James laughs then his buddies join him. I roll my eyes and go back to doodling. I can't wait to go to college. I can't wait to come back home and see his face after he sees mine on TVs, magazines, on website. I'll be there one day. Somehow. With my two best friends.
