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1. lιlyjane joнnѕon

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"She's such a whore"

"I heard she slept with the teacher to get a A"

"What a slut.."

I walk down the hall hearing the whispers and chattering around me. I walk to my locker, pushing my glasses closer to my face. 239. That was my locker number. When I got to my locker I unlocked it and grabbed my English and math books. I shut my locker and head to my first class.

Math.

Class 261.

It read on my schedule. I walk to the stairwell and made my way to the second floor. My feet stomping onto the cement stairs. I open the door to reach the second floor and walk to room 261. I walked into the room and took a seat farthest from the board. I then put my math books down and shove my English book into my bag.

DING!

The bell rang. Students started to enter the classroom, once they were all seated the teacher closed the door and walked into the middle of the room. Her heels clicking on the tile floor.

Click.

Click.

Click.

She looked at all of us sending a warm smile and regaining her posture before standing up straight.

"Hi class, I'm Ms. Jensen and I'll be your math teacher this year" She said happily. She seemed like such a happy lady. But never judge a book by its cover. She smiled at all of us before turning and walking towards her wood desk.

"I'm handing you guys some slips that need to be signed. " Ms. Jensen beamed towards the students. She started to pass out blue and red slips while the class started to chatter.

I sighed. I opened my notebook and started doodling. I took out a pencil and closed my eyes slowly.

Thump.

Thump.

I heard my heart thumping. I felt my arm move and knew my mind was set on drawing. Shades. Shapes. Those are what I felt I was drawing. I felt my arm stop and I opened my eyes.

Ding!

I closed my notebook quickly taking all the slips with me and shoving it into my bag. I closed it before walking out the room. Just as I walked out I felt my face connect with the metal lockers. I lost balance and fell down.

"Hahaha! Loser!" Britney said.

Britney Jackson is the most popular girl in school She's practically the queen bee, scratch that she IS the queen bee. She hated me since day one. I don't know why but I don't plan on doing anything about it. But times like these I wish J went to school with me.

Unfortunately, J and I had to go to different schools because then someone would be bound to find out who we were. I felt myself being pushed by students. I fell on the floor again this time my glasses falling off my face.

I grabbed my bag and looked for my glasses. I was basically blind so it took a while, when I finally found my way to my glasses I heard glass break. I looked and saw Britney looking down at me stepping on my glasses. I look up. I felt tears threatened to spill but I held them a little longer.

Britney and her crew started to laugh at me. I grabbed my bag and ran into the girls bathroom. When I finally reached the bathroom, I ran into a random stall and let the tears run freely. It hurt when I was bullied but I didn't mind it.

After what felt like an eternity,  I finally got myself to calm down. I walk out the stall and wash my face. I look up to the mirror and see a girl with red eyes and a puffy face. I look at the time and realize it was half way through the class.

I finally made my mind and decided to just leave school since I didn't feel like getting tortured anymore. I walked through the double doors and smelt the nature all around. I started to walk home, I didn't live far. 

When I finally reached home I unlocked the door walking home and locking it on the way. I ran upstairs into my room and dropped my bag, running to the bathroom. I grabbed my blade and pressed it firm to my left wrist. I moan in pain. Blood started coming out and drip on the floor.

Drip.

Drip.

I did it again on my right wrist moaning in pain again. It hurt so much but it felt better. I heard the door slam. I look at the clock. 11:15.

Who would be home? I wash the blade and put it back into the cabinet. I took some paper towels and wiped the blood off the floor neatly and quickly. Then I take out wrapping cloth to cover my fresh cuts. After I wrapped it up I sealed it tight. Walking out of my room I put on my hoodie and walk out to see whose home.

"J?"

He looked up at me before sending me a confused look.

"What are you doing here Lil?" He asked.

"I could ask you the same thing"

I made my way downstairs. Once I was down I walked to the kitchen, where J was currently at. I looked up at him and he did the same.

"What are you doing here J?" I asked. I thought about it a little more before thinking of the first idea in mind.

"Are you skipping?" I asked. He looks to the ground shamefully. I slowly grabbed him chin making me face me.

"Why?" I asked my hazel eyes piercing through his. He pulled me into a hug, I hugged him back loosely so my cuts wouldn't be harmed. I let go of him and dragged him to the my room. We walked up the stairs and he closed the door.

We started to walk deep into my closet and unlock the door with the combination. I forgot to mention that the secret door had a combination so only I could enter. I walked into the garden and locked the door. We sat on a near bench with many lilies around it.

"I just wasn't feeling it Lil" He says. I nodded in understanding and he pulled me close. I didn't realize that my sleeves of my hood were drooping down and the wrapping was showing till J spoke up.

"What happened?" He asked worried filled his eyes. I looked at him biting my lip nervously. I looked up at him.

"I slipped on the floor and fell bad" I lied. He looked at me unconvinced.

"Tell me the truth Lil you know you can't lie" He calmy answered me.

There's no point in lying to him now.

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-Mae.