Hell or is it...

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Amelia - Present tense -

I jump out of my sleep to find myself panting as sweat trickled down my face, i ran a hand through my hair, that had felt all too real I thought. I always have that same dream i reached up and touched my face as tears streamed down.

Suddenly I heard a loud beeping sound and jumped but realized all too late that it was my alarm signalling for school. I landed in a heap on the floor with a big thud but before I stood up I caught sight of something on my dresser. I dragged myself towards my worn out dresser, as I edged closer I reached up and grabbed the object. As I brought it down for inspection I noticed it was a glossy, silk-like black rose, i stared at it in awe. I must have been staring at the rose for a long time as suddenly I heard someone pounding at my door.

I bolted up and ran for my decaying wardrobe pulling on my school uniform, this was the only thing that was new in my room, you may be wondering if she can afford a new uniform why not get new furniture. Well I am poor I was left here when no one claimed me for adoption, no-one likes me so I am left with old rubbish, but they want no teacher at school to know of this for their own reputation so they kindly give me a new uniform each year or that is what they say. They tell me I am an ungrateful brat and should thank them for what they have given me. All they have given me is a living hell with no end or happiness.

I quickly run a brush through my black shiny hair as I stared at my reflection in the bathroom mirror; my eyes were red and puffy, my face looked like chalk, my hair stuck to my face; to be honest I looked like something from a horror movie. I ran out of my door throwing a last glance toward the beautiful rose then ran towards hell...

I looked at the school entrance in fear, my heart picked up, as usual the blondes (this in no way is insulting blonde people as i am a natural blonde as well) were there sneering at me and giggling to a group of boys on the football team. I rolled my eyes there was nothing new there this was going to be a normal day of hell.

I dragged my unwilling feet towards the entrance; suddenly I heard whispers and giggling I turned to find a black Lamborghini Gallardo. I rubbed my eyes vigorously thinking I was dreaming but quickly turned and took my chance to run past the blondes drooling over the car and keeping out their eagle eyes to see who was inside. I rushed past them; they didn't even glance at me as I ran towards my first class, I looked down at the time table which Miss Delphian (means dark) had given me this morning. First science I thought as I groaned inside, I dragged myself towards the first class and opened the door to find it empty, I ran towards the back near the window. My favourite seat as it was out of the way of everyone so they didn't even realize I existed.

I waited until I heard giggling coming towards the classroom door, great I thought to myself the blondes are in my first class. They entered giggling and whispering to each other I caught the words, car, hot, boy. Well I feel sorry for whoever the boy is to have the well-known Barbie’s drooling over him. I heard a chuckle at the front of the class and turned to meet the boy the blonde's must have been talking about. He had midnight black hair, his eyes were blue like the depths of the ocean I just wanted to sink into them. I shook my head no I wasn't thinking of this I thought, no way he can’t be my first crush.

... - Present tense -

I pulled up to a stop in my awesome car; I love my car, to find everyone's eyes on me paying close attention. I stepped out into the breeze to hear a bunch of girls giggle and whisper 'he is hot', I smirked to myself as I walked towards the entrance. As i was walking down the corridor everyone's heads whipped towards me as they all smiled and batted their eye lashes. I rolled my eyes and smirked same old same old i thought. I got to my first class, science great i thought, i opened the door and strolled in to find everyone's eyes on me except a girl covering her face at the back with her long black hair.

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