March 30 2016

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Luke
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"STOP YOUR CAR" one police officer yelled through bis megaphone.

"PULL THE FUCKING CAR LVER" the girl screamed

"Im not pulloing this car over ummm...." i stuttered "what the fuck is your name"

"HALEY" she screaned

"WELL HALEY IK NOT PULLING THIS CAR OVER" i yelled

"JUST PULL THE CAR OVER" she heot yelling

"SHUT UP" i sakd ovef and over again "just fucking shut up." then i swearved to the sode of the road as we tumbled over the sode of rhe road.
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Flashback
Loser
Fuck up
Idoit
Dope head

I looked down as i unlocked my locker. Everyday there eas a new word theor and wvwryday they were painted over. Everyday just went in a circle.

"Look its the fuck up" i geard some one yell. Yep anouther one better add that to the list.

I closed my locker holding my books close to my chest as i walked down the hall with my head down.

"Loser" anouter yelled as i walked into my class. And anouther one.

'please stop' i say to myself too scared to say it outloud as i sat down in my seat at the back of the room.

I stare at my desk. I looked at the drawings the words and names. I reached into my pencil case and pulled out my eraser. I rubbed my eraser against my desk trying to get the things off. They didnt. Do i crossed my arms and rested my head on top of them.

"Good morning class" my teacher said walking into the room. She set down her papera on her desk and walked up and down the isles."luke! Lift your head up" she yelled slapping my desk. "If you're gping to fall asleep in my class get to bed earlier."

"Yes ma'am sorry ma'am" i replied my voice low. She stared down at me.

"Whay is this?" she asked moving my hamds out of they way. "Mr. Hemmings what is this!"

I felt tears come to my eyes "i didnt draw these." i said my voice cracking.

"Office" she said pulling me put of my seat.
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"Why did you write those things on your desk?" the principal asked me.

I slumped down in my seat. "I didnt write those were directed to me."

"What do you mean?" she asked
"I dont have frineds i get called names by everyone everyday." i looked back down at my lap "I know I'm those things,  but I don't like to get reminded everyday."

"You may go back to class,  Mr. Hemmings" she said lacing her fingers together and placing than her arms on her desk. "but luke"

I turned "yes" I ad looking down.

"I'll need to call your parents."

"good luck with that."I said walking out.
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I stood their in the middle of the door way of the closed classroom door. I breathed in and opened the door. Everyone laughed as I walked in. I lowered my head.

"class please." she said as I walked to my seat.

"how much trouble did you get into this time." Cameron said laughing and all her little slut and dick head friends laughed with her.

I didn't say anything. I was quiet as usual. I then lowered me head again.

They will regret this soon.
Flashback over
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"hey shit head" a voice said I opened my eyes and said "what the fuck, sponge Bob is that you"

"yeah it's me sponge Bob now open your god damn eyes and see who it really is dick head." The voice said

I opened eyes and saw Haley "oh" I said and she looked hurt then shrugged it off.
"so what happened."

"you were stupid enough to swerves off the fucking road." Haley said sitting back against the now wrecked car.

"I'm sorry" I said sitting up.

"don't talk to me"

"okay" I said looking down.

A few minutes passed before Haley looked over at my.

"why did you kill her"

"you don't need to know"

"no I do" she said "no one kills someone for no reason."
"I have one,  but your not the person who needs to hear it yet."

She sighed. "alright then."she looked around "I think there's a old church up on that hill."

I nodded "what are we going to stay their?"
"where else can we stay?" she said angrily.

"okay,  well stay there then."

"what's your name?" Haley asked me"I told you mine,  the least you can don't is tell me yours."

"luke" I said "and I don't think you really need to know why I killed her."

She nodded "I get it luke"she said "we both have secrets that were not ready to share. I get it" and we walked in silence to the church.

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