"I see now that he means way more to you."
I hold the bear in my hands.
"But when he breaks your heart, don't come running to me"
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Get ready and buckle up for a really great cringy story line with some awesome spelling techniques 😎
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(Bela ^^)
"Hey Bela! Wait up!" Zendaya calls for me from the other side of the hallway. Zendaya is one of my closest friends, since elementary school. She has frizzy brown hair with chocolate brown skin. She is very tall and slim, green eyes, a million dollar smile and a voice of an angel.
To be honest, I'm really jealous of her. Who wouldn't? All the guys want her and I don't blame them. I mean, her compared to a short, dark haired, dull brown eyed boring girl like me.
But I don't feel like that usually anymore, cause I've got a guy of my own, Joshua. We've been together for almost a year now and he's been amazing. I'm surprised he's still interested in me, like I have to admit, I am a pretty dull person.
I turn to Zendaya, smiling. "Hey, where have you been all day?" I ask.
"Slept in" she says casually. This happens on the daily, so I don't take much note of it.
"You have PE?" I ask.
"Yew" she replies typing something in her phone.
The bell rings as we walk to class. Students run in and out of doors, and everyone is bumping into each other.
We both reach the safety of the classroom. The teacher has us all in alphabetical order cause she's a posh old lady with no soul. So me and Zendaya are split, I'm at the front because my surname is Dalton and Zendaya's is Vow so she's at the back.
We both give each other a smile of goodbye for the next hour. I lay my books on my desk, slumping into my chair.
More and more students come in, sitting at their desks. Finally the teacher arrives and starts the lesson.
I lay my head on the desk, closing my eyes as I sit under the fan. Suddenly the door bursts open, making my head quickly lift up.
"Sorry sir, I-I mean miss" Ethan stutters, making the class laugh. The teacher gives Ethan a disgust look. "And what is your reason now Mr Dolan?" she sighs, crossing her arms.
"Well, first off the kitchen alarm went off because I burnt my pancakes..." he says, but before he could finish miss hands him a slip of paper. "Meet me after school"
Ethan's shoulders roll forward, his head drops, walking over to the desk thats glued next to mine.
Ethan and I have a weird relationship. We both hate each other, yet we have so much in common. We both like to be the leader, so we usually fight over that. We're both pretty stubborn and we're always trying to outdo the other. We can't stand each other's existence, but we always end up next to each other, our lockers and in class, discussing things only we would understand. It's been like that for years, since we were little.
Ethan moved into the house next to mine, I was 5 at the time. He has a sister Cameron, she's like an older sister to me, and a twin brother called Grayson, he's nice, well nicer than Ethan. We have a love hate relationship, but more hate though.
