Another Piece of Me {DISCONTINUED}

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*Author's Note*

Hi everyone! Well, welcome to my little corner of Wattpad. I can't really write, so this chapter will be slow. Sorry in advance if I make chapters slowly or inconsistently. I'll try not to :)

Thank you for reading my story, and remember to stay YOU.

-darthbacongirl

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I carelessly doodle on the side of my notebook paper.

The rain outside threatens to make an even louder tantrum. I never liked the rain. It always meant I needed to go home soaking.

But maybe it's good that it's raining, so I can ignore the sun that usually occupies the sky, like the captain of the cheerleading squad. Maybe that's why I find it annoying some days. 

I look around the room at all the hands grasping green cups labeled the amazing: "Starbucks." I look around the room and realize the amount of jerseys and team shirts that do not own the cups of coffee. My eyes lock onto Dean, the Brit that everyone lusts after. Dean had moved here from London. Dean was the same as everyone else I see clutching those cups or wearing those jerseys. But who knows. I smile to myself. Just a little. Barely.

Oh who am I kidding?

It was a pretty big smile.

Before anyone catches me, I stare down at my feet. Coach didn't fit me as a person. They were a gift from Alissa. I took the hint. Thanks. I guess some people just think I'm what they can see and only that, which makes me sad, angry, hurt. If only stereotyping had died long ago.

I go back to doodling. I draw a pine tree. I draw the bounty hunter symbol. I draw my favorite band's logo. I quote Alan Rickman, Draco Malfoy, Samwise Gamgee.

I hope no one ever sees this paper.