╰┈➤... ᴺᵒʷ ᴵ'ᵐ ᵃ ʰᵒᵐᵉʷʳᵉᶜᵏᵉʳ, ᴵ'ᵐ ᵃ ˢˡᵘᵗ ; ᴬˡˡ ᵇᵉᶜᵃᵘˢᵉ ᴵ ˡᶦᵏᵉᵈ ᵃ ᵇᵒʸ ¡! ❞
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April Mendez is the school's psychopath. She's the girl you turn away from, the girl you whisper about in the halls. Does she mind it? Sometimes...
|AJ's Third P.O.V.| |August 14th, Monday, 7:49 am|
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A snuggly AJ laid as still as a brick. The only movement was the slight rise and fall of her chest. Her features were much softer in sleep. She snuggled into the soft eiderdown duvet as it caressed her cheek. The young girl's mother rushed into her bedroom holding a white double-breasted jacket. Flicking her daugther's bedroom light switch upward, Janet snatched the covers off the sleeping black head. The two had a late discussion the night beforehand about April's lazy efforts of trying to miss out on school whenever the new year started.
Janet wasn't going to fall for it this time. Normally the working woman left it to either one of her older siblings to wake her up and left the house after their father.
However, most times the sibling bond came in the way and April would find herself watching anime and eating Cinammon Toast Crunch instead of being at school learning basic history.
April let out the loudest groan that could escape her mouth and gripped her covers, which Janet was quick to snatch away again, "Get up! You're late. Get up!" Her angry voice only grew when the teenager failed to do as instructed.
April wanted to be late. She wanted to miss her first day back at that school. She wanted to disappear out the school's roster.
Just the thought of everybody's eyes on the "insane" girl who was too weak to finish her 11th grade year made her heart beat.
How fun it's going to be looking into the eyes of her enemies and the eyes of those against her.
Sleep doesn't sound too bad.
"April, get up! Up! Now! " the more she raised her voice, the more April wanted to choke her.
"AJ, get up! I'm trying to sleep!" her older sister, Erica, yelled from across the hall.
If thoughts could kill, they would both be dead.
April opened her eyes and lazily got out her bed.
She reached for her phone but was cut off her by her mom rushing to her bathroom.
Standing up in pure despair, April wondered if school was worth it or not.
Maybe she could drop out?
The last thing she wanted is another year full of work, stress and work.
AWF High wasn't a bad school.
It was better than that school.
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After many shouts and mumbling witch curses, April changed into the school clothes she set out beforehand:
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