*To present time*
An elbow jabs me in my side, and I collide with the floor among the mass of moving feet, backpacks, and slamming locker doors. This is part of my own personal hell of the fuckfest that is my life. Passing time. 10 whole minutes where the student body decides to pick on me. People step on my papers, and kick my text books around the hall. A boy starts to pick up my fallen science project.
" Who the hell do you think you are? Put it down." I scream from the floor, as I start to get up from it.
" Okay bitchflakes I was trying to help." the boy says putting my back on the floor.
" I don't need your help! It's just another bruise in my side and a elbow to my face, now screw off." and he left. I gathered my stuff and grabbed my project. Then walked to my science class.
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Invisabella
Novela JuvenilThe beaten, the scared, the bullied, the invisible No one knows, no one cares. But after lifetimes of being invisible she meets four guys. These four guys are special, but are they special enough for bella to be seen again? Or for her to...
