Epilogue

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Megan's P.O.V

Why have this always happen to me? For as long I've been to this school I get no respect what so ever it seems. Of course I have no friends so I really don't have anyone to talk to, share my secrets with, not even defend me.
So here I am standing here like some kind of pole unable to move as milk slowly runs down my head to my shoulders. With spaghetti sloshed on my black shirt and jeans.

Laughing. Laughing. Laughed at is what has happened to me all my life for no good reason at all.

"Get out of here freak or I'll do something worse that I might regret" Tanya sneers flipping her long blonde hair while placing her hand on her hip. I quickly got up keeping one foot over the ground. Closing my eyes I shook my head while whipping some spaghetti off my shirt. Then quickly limped out of the cafeteria.

When out the cafeteria I let the tears fall as I limped to the girls bathroom. Grabbing a paper towel before entering the stall I snatched the bottom of my shirt and used the towel to get more of the spaghetti off. When most of it was off I called my older sister to cone pick me up. Finally deciding to move schools as she suggested.  I no longer belonged here its time for a new start. Let's hope this one is better than the last one.

AN: I will be updating once to twice a week 😏 just to let you know.

Question: what are you in your school. Nerd, cheerleader, Jock, Emo, Goth, Silent one?

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