I saw them. I saw them together and it hurt. Everything in my life that mattered was taken by that demon lurking inside the boy snuggling with the girl. Its all his fault. It didn't matter anymore. Whats done was done and I couldn't change it even though I wanted. Before I was like a pissed off cat, but now I didn't care. So what if no one would talk to me anymore? Almost everyone in the school were backstabbing idiots that could tell left from right. The only person I cared about was myself. I was the only one to company myself. I didn't need anyone. That was what I thought until I meet a person that changed my life. It was like a diamond the the ruff. I saw that person everyday and hated his guts. I still hate his guts but a little less now. To be honest I hated everyone guts for a time.
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Try Hard
Teen FictionWhen people try hard, they get what they want. Their bodies give them adrenaline to do amazing things. I for instance punch a person in the face for being a try hard at asking my friend out on a date. The person I punch received a yes from my friend...
