~Lydia
After that day when you met Finny, you two started to hang out a lot more.
You told him about your life before you moved here, and about what it was like to live in the U.K.. You felt like you could tell him anything, even what had happened.
~flashback
You walk toward, your old school, someone runs into. " Hey! watch were you're going little hoe!" The boy said that had bumped into you.
You stand there stunned by what he had said to you. ' No one had ever said that to you before let alone talk to you, ever.' He was the first person to ever talk to you, and the words he had said made your world crumble before you.
* Bring Bring Bring Bring *
You walk into the school and rummage through your locker, looking for your books. As you were looking through your locker you were thinking, ' If I need to make it through this school I'll have to act tough so I don't get bullied, I can't let anyone get to me!' You slammed you locker closed and everyone else in the hall looked right at you. You shot them the coldest glare you could give. Everyone ran out of the hallway, leaving you in the hall by yourself, making you think ' Did I do the right thing, or have I screwed up?'
You walk to you class with your head down the whole time, when you got there, you opened the door to a shaky classroom full of students. You look up at everyone, they look away, you see a girl, in a seat alone, 'She looks like a fun girl to sit by.' You walk up to the girl.
" Hey, can I- " You were cut off by the girl standing up quickly.
" Y-You c-can have this seat I-I don't want it!" You could see the fear on the girls face. ' Did I do something wrong?' You thought as the girl scrambled to go to another seat farther away from you.
You could feel guilt, sadness, and a little anger, rising over you. Everyone's eyes were on you, you could feel their judgment, that came from their stares.
You sat down, in the seat the girl had got up from. You put your head on your arms. You could start to hear whispers from the other students. You lifted your head up, and snapped it back into the area of the people that were whispering . You scrunched your nose, and made an angry face then screamed at them.
" Stop fucking whispering about me, you're very bad at it I can fucking hear YOU!!!" They flinched at your outburst. They stared wide eyed at you.
" WHAT?!" You yelled at them again, one of the boys pointed behind you. You snap your head back around to see the principal. You huff looking down at your desk.
" Yes?" You said as he just stared down at you.
" Office NOW!" His voice boomed through the classroom. He made you flinch slightly, but you had other ideas. You slapped him in the face. You heard gasps and more whispers, but these whispers were from perverted boys.
~ End Of Flashback
A tear rolled down your cheek as you regretted your actions back that day. You feel a finger wipe across your cheek, wiping away the tear you shed. You looked to see Finny looking at you with sadness in his eyes.
" Are you okay, Lydia?" He asked looking at you with a frown. " You didn't have to tell me anything, you know?"
You shook your head, and more tears started rolling down your cheeks. He held out h is arms, you gladly jumped into his arms and heavily cried.
You two sat on his bed, for probably 10 minutes, before you fell asleep, crying into Finny's shoulder.
(A/n) Hey guys, just so you know this didn't really happen to me. So don't worry and school is starting on Wednesday, so I'll be updating less. But-
" Um, Lydia?"
Yes, Lowkey?
" Do you like him more than me?"
* eyes widen* NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO OH NO Lowkey why would you say that its just my story? I don't really have to act this stuff out. WAIT!? Lowkey Smith, are you jealous?!
" What NO! Can you end this chapter so we can talk?"
Yeah, sure. Okay guys, BYYYYEEEEEE
~Lydia
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The Dream Becomes Highschool (Sequel To " My Dream World ")
Ficțiune adolescențiThis is the sequel to my other book " My Dream World." If you haven't read that I suggest you do if you wanna know what's going on.