Fat
Ugly
Tired
Crybaby
Shorty
These are all words that Brandon has called me before. So why is he texting me and being nice to me? Guys think girls send mixed signals but look what Brandon is doing to me! I walk into school trying to avoid Brandon. Just my luck, I need to pass his locker to get to my art class. Thats my favourite class, i dont wanna be late. I grab my sketchbook from my locker, face the art room door, look down and start walking. "Hey Fatty!" I heard someone call. It was Brandon. "Oh God." I whispered to myself as tears sprang to my eyes. "Leave me alone!" I yell scared. "Text you tonight." He says into my ear passing me and walking into art class. "Great." I said following behind him into art class.
"Hello class!" Miss Papino says.
"Good morning miss!" We all call back like we do almost every day.
After art had finished I had managed to start drawing a Rottweiler and i probably would have been able to do at least 1/2 of it if Brandon wasnt bugging me. "Off to choir!" I yell to myself. "Hey Skylar," i heard someone call behind me. "Yeah?" I say as Brandon runs up next to me. "What class do you have next?" He asked. "Um, choir why?" I asked really hoping he didn't sign up for it. "Because I wanted to tell you that you... Suck at singing!" He yelled the last part. "Brandon Steven Irwin! That was very disrespectful! To the principals office right this minute!" Miss Lisa calls walking into class. "Whatever you say Teach!" He calls running in the halls to the office.
"Are you alright miss Clifford?" She asks me sitting at her desk. I just nod.
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Bully (discontinued)
Teen Fictiona boy who bullies a girl at school then he moves in with her. Will they be at each other's throats or will they become friends? Maybe even more?
