The Art Of You And Me

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Anyways, this is RATED-PG. Dunno, but I think that fits well in this story. Won't write too many matured scenes though, I'm telling you early.

I will not CAST all the CHARACTERS here. I'm giving you the chance to imagine whoever you wanted to act as the characters in this story. :>

And also, that part when authors will tell you, 'People, places, events, and blah blah blah are just coincidence etcetera blah blah'.

All in all, just wanted to say thank you for pushing the read button! That's all, good bye!

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I got things perfectly in my hands.

Sure, they were.

Last school year, whenever I step at the very foot of the school grounds, there will always be those random people I don't know who, though greets me with an enthusiastic 'good morning!' or 'Olivia, you look gorgeous today!', etc.

I do often get those kinds of greetings. And by often, I mean a lot.

Well, not until today.

There was this girl, who I sometimes call her The Clichè because of some facts; she is a cheerleader; her name's Charlotte; she has that body so she actually has the reason to wear such liberated clothes, including the shirt that lacks of fabric wherein this generation calls it as crop top.

Anyway, the point is that she always bully me. I don't know the reason why I am always her target, but she always does. Usually, she would strike assaults whenever I come by at the bathroom, making pranks and stuffs like that.

She does it so often. And again, by often I mean, a lot.

Until at such point where she shamed me in front of all the students in this very institution. She posted a picture of me with a huge dick edited just in front of my mouth in every walls and lockers of the whole campus.

It spread wildfire, and the next second that's gone, I was already the topic of everyone and standing in front of the guidance office at the same time.

"Miss Perkins, it's good to see you today." said the guidance counselor, a fake smile stretched across her face.

She motioned for me to sit in front of her, and so I did.

She sighed for a few seconds, and then her eyes drew back at me.

"So," she started, eyeing me intently. "I think you know why you were brought here."

"I do." I simply said.

"Miss, Perkins, you just broke a rule! You think posting your picture with a man's genital in front of your mouth is cool?"

I knew she was so mad she can get out of control by any minute. Her ears went red, as well as her cheeks. She was swelling with anger so I tried to avoid her eyes, dropping mine onto the floor instead.

What interested me most is that how had she came up with the thought that I had posted all that face of mine everywhere inside the campus. Who's so stupid to do that and embarrass herself to everyone?

Not me.

But the Guidance counselor is definitely nuts, and probably has no brain either.