I woke the next morning and i go and do my make up when i just remembered about my cuts.
I walked back to my room when i was done my make p to get dressed and i put on a pair of black ripped leggings, a black sleeping with sirens band t-shirt, and a pair of black converse.
I grab my bag and a lighter and a pack of smokes and i walk down to the car.
I get in the car as i hear my mom say "I won't be home till tomorrow morning so you'll have to cook your own dinner tonight."
"Ok" I replied to my mom.
As soon as i get in the school the bell rings i run to my mt class and i sit down.
I look over to see if Alex is there.
He's there, but he's cutting.
I ask him "Are you okay?"
"Yea I'm fine. Don't tel anyone you saw me doing this and i see you were doing it to." He said to me.
"Yea these bitches were calling me names and stuff and how i should just die and everyone hates me and i beloved it so that's why." I told him the truth and he said back to me "I don't hare you. You seem like a pretty nice girl."
As soon as he said that the teacher walked in to the class and my checks were flushed red.
About 30 minutes later i pass Alex a noteasking if we're still meeting up for a smoke and he looks back at me and nods.
About another 30 minutes passed and i can't stop staring at him.
I started thinking am i nuts?
I finally looked away.
About 2 hours later it's brake and i go outside Alex is already sitting there waiting...
I go sit by him as I lit my smoke.
"So you hate the teacher yet?" He asks me.
I replied saying "She's not the greatest so you could say i hate her.
"I'm surprised you really came out here to talk to me instead of going with your friends" I say.
"I don't have any friend" He says back to me.
I reply and say "Oh well you probably don't wanna be friends with this ugly ass bitch who cuts."
"Your not ugly your really pretty... and i cut to so i don't really care." He says then i feel this feeling in my stomach... that i don't know how to explain.
The bell rings to go back inside, but i quickly rip a piece of my cigarette pack and grab a pen and i right on it "(528)-264-3517."
"Text me sometime if you want" I say to him.
He takes the number and says "okay i will."
Then we turn away and go to class.
About 3 hours later schools over and i go home and i turn on Netflix and start watching Chucky when all of a sudden i got a text saying "hey"
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Author notes
I know i suck at writing this but I'm trying my best.
The next chapter is there convo.
I'll call it convo #1 and keep going as they text more and more.
Thanks for reading this.
Hope you enjoy.
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The Bad Boy And Me
DiversosI'm a new kid at my new school... When I met this guy and everyone said not to be friends with him because he's the bad boy, but damn I'll get used to all of this. New School + Bad Boy + more Suicide Problems = I'm In Trouble