So the thing is did pretend I faked my death it's pretty hard do explain but I woke up the next morning happy. A new life a new way to live....wow.
I grabbed the hair dye box and and began to dye it. It turned out black against my fair skin. I felt normal. I put my hair in a messy bun and put on some clothes. I put on a black shirt, jeans, and a varsity jacket. I have always wanted to be a jock. But my group of people never let me. We dated the jocks. But I am going to be one. I put on some glasses and headed out the door with a new look.
As I strutted down the sidewalk I got several glances.
Usually I would wear make up but I didn't I went natural.
I heard footsteps come behind me and a girl with brown eyes and a brown pixie cut came into walking steps with me. "Are you new?"
"Yeah." I looked away and bit my lip.
"I'm Beatrice." She held out her hand to me and I took it.
"Lie-" I stopped myself and corrected myself,"Liela"
"That's unique." She looked ahead and skipped.
"I guess it is." I smirked and walked ahead.
Fifteen minutes later....
"Did you know that The largest high school in America has over 8,000 students. It is Morton High School in Berwyn-Cicero, Ill. The East Campus has over 6,000 students, and it is a co-op high school." I froze in my tracks and giggled. "What?"
"You're a walking Siri." I gutted out a laugh and looked at her. She had a frown.
"Sorry but this does not compute." We both bit our lips....then we bursted out with laughter. After five minutes of laughing they gripped their stomachs and brushed the tears away.
"Well we are here." Beatrice dramatically waved her hands to the building and smiled. I laughed and walked forward. "What high school did you come from?"
I bit my lip and looked away....."I was homeschooled." I murmured.
"Oooooo fun." She skipped ahead of me and I followed.
I began to think about Beatrice. I knew about her but never talked to her. Then I realized that I didn't like her as lienna. I was her bully.
I stopped in my tracks wide eyed. I just made friends with my victim.
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Fake Death Fake Friends
Подростковая литератураLienna was a regular,popular,gorgeous teenager...until she faked her death. She wasnt sure if it was a good idea. But her main course is too find out who's a fake friend and who's real.
