Have you ever cared for someone who hadn't cared for you? I have. Someone who would make you a choice not a priority? I have. Ever been through heartbreak? I have. But, usually heartless people were once people who cared too much. Have you ever been...
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//This outfit is for later in the story. Plus a bandana around the mouth.//
I groaned, and leaned against the chair, as I crossed my arms over my chest. "I'm sorry Miss Reynolds, am I disturbing you?" My arch nemesis, Mr.Fuller asked as he narrowed his beady little eyes.
"Yes sir. Mr.Fuller, Pull your pants up." I challenged. "Well Miss Reynolds, I apologize, but you are sitting right behind me." He retorted. I snorted, unattractively. I looked around at the empty detention room.
Ring, chimed the school bell. I fist pumped the air as I got up and grabbed my bag. "Goodbye Arnold." I grinned and left the classroom ignoring his loud protests. I hummed a tune from my favorite singer, Kehlani. Since, I paid no attention to what was infront of me, I ended up sprawled on the floor. I growled. I heard men's laughter.
"Oh, that was just priceless!" A voice called out. I looked up, and saw a hot guy. Well, not just one. Three. I got up, and made sure my sleeves of my favorite yet worn out red hoodie was still pushed down. "Watch it." I growled. "Oh what's the harmless little princess gonna do, huh?" A blonde guy smirked.
"Harmless?" I raised an eyebrow. A black haired guy just started chuckling with the blonde. I looked and saw the brunette guy, leaning against the cliche blue lockers. He was even hotter than the other two. Combined. "Oh come on, guys. Leave the poor girl alone." He spoke.
He had a English accent. Internally, I'm drooling. Physically, I'm staring. I looked away from him and scowled at the blonde. "But..." The blonde whined. "He's right, Roland." The black haired guy said.
A girl suddenly appeared on the black haired guy's arm. "Hey guys." She greeted. "Who's this?" The girl tilted her head. "No one important." The silent guy informed. I snarled. "I'm Annalise." She greets. I just nod.
And I care... why? Oh that's right. I don't. "You are..?" She asks, raising her eyebrow. "Elizabeth." I say, without knowing. Inwardly i groaned. Her eyes widened. "Elizabeth.. Reynolds?" She gulps, slowly backing away. "That's me." I chuckle; darkly.
"Your afraid of this.. little girl?" The cliche locker dude asked. "Aaron!" She warned. "What?" He asks, facing her now. I picked up my fist, and I was just about to hit his beautifully sculpted face, until a hand grasped my wrist.
"Woah, take it easy Tiger."Roland warns. "Yeah Princess." Aaron smirked. I clenched my fists, turning around on my heel, I walk away taking deep breaths. My anger issue mentor told me that'd it help in the last session..
I walked outside and I went to my old car. I opened the front door of my horrid home, and looked for Marie. "Lizzie!" A familiar voice called. "Mi-Bear!" I smiled and crouched down to hug my little sister.
"Where's Kira?" I ask. "Over there." She points to the stairs. "Wanna go up with me?" I asked. Marie nods then grabs my hand, leading me to her slightly older sister. We walked up the stairs, and passed Moms room. Luckily, it was empty. Meaning I didn't have to clean up puke.
