Part 2: school

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Amelia's POV
I wake up with a smile on my face, ready for today's challenges. I get up and put my hair in a fishtail braid, I put on some mascara and eyeliner and get dressed in a pair of white skinny jeans, and baby blue crop top that says "never stop smiling", a pair of ripped old converse and a leather jacket. I run downstairs and grab my galaxy backpack and look into the living room to see my parents sprawled out on the couch with beer bottles piling up around them. I smile and grab a granola bar from the kitchen and my paint splatter skateboard, oh yeah I forgot to mention that I can skateboard and I'm pretty good at it too, I walk out the door smiling as I breathe in the fresh spring air. I get on my skateboard and skate to school. Right when I walk in the doors people start to call me names "slut" "bitch" "whore" I hear as I walk through the halls. It doesn't bother me one bit, I just walk down the halls with a big smile on my face. I get to my locker and a jock comes up to me and slaps me so hard my head whips to the side. I turn my head to look at him and just smile, grab my books and walk away. The rest of the day consists of name calling, slapping, punching and smiling. When school is over I head to Starbucks. I walk inside and order. "Can I get a blueberry muffin and a vanilla bean frap?" I say handing the cashier 20 bucks. "Keep the change I say as I walk away and wait for my name to be called. I sit in the corner booth staring out a window when I hear my name be called. I walk up and get my drink and muffin and sit back down.  I finish my drink and my muffin and go to throw away my cup. Halfway home it started to rain, I start laughing and dancing. To anyone else I probably looked like a crazy person but I don't care. I stop dancing and just laugh at how weird I am. I walk home drenched but still happy. When I walk in the door I am greeted with a punch in the stomach. I fall to the ground but stand up quickly. I smile "hey, how has your day been going?" i ask my dad. The only response I got was a slap on the cheek. I just walk away and into my room chuckling at what just happened. I fall asleep with a smile on my face.

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