Do you know what it feels like to be loved? The hell if I know, I have never had a boyfriend.
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Anna Williams was a quiet shy girl. She would avoid eye contact, get really nervous over nothing, and get upset really easy. But it a...
I can still see Austin walking down the hall. His broad shoulders are slumped forward, like he's thinking.
His large frame gets smaller as he walks in the opposite direction. I glance at my locker that is standing completely open, then down at my hands holding my books. How did he know what books I need? Stalker much!!
I walk to my locker and slam it shut. The echoing fills the hallway. I get a few glares, but I just shrug them off.
As I walk down the hall i can see there a few more people here, popular people. We still have 1 hour and 15 minutes until school starts. I make my way to first period. As I walk down I can hear a few Snickers. I even hear someone whisper, "The bitch is trying to look cute today. Well she failed epically, because she looks hideous."
I turn around on my heel, a smirk plays it way onto lips. "If I look as hideous as you say then I actually succeeded on my outfit. I was trying to look like you."
I can hear someone yell, "Burn!!!" I turn back around on my heel and stick my hand behind me, giving whoever it is the finger. I can hear them scoff and can practically hear their eyes roll.
As I continue down the hall, knowing that nothing will bring me down today. Or hope at least that nothing will bring me down.
I head up the stairs to head to first period to see what I missed yesterday.
When I get up to the room I see Mrs. Cortes sitting at her desk. She's looking at something on her computer. She looks worried. I debate if I should go in or not.
I overcome the feeling to turn around and head somewhere else. As I step a foot in I can see her head turn. She wipes the worried look from her face and replaces it with concern. I head over to her desk. "Are you okay?" I ask, concern lining my voice. She tries to cover it up with curiosity but I can see the pain in her eyes. "I sorta saw you looking worried."
Her eyes widen probably thinking that she wasn't being seen. "I'm fine." She says, not wanting to talk about the topic so it.
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After heading to all my classes to see what I missed I head back to first period. I have 45 minutes until first period really starts so I go ahead and choose my seat. I sit in the exact same seat as yesterday. I put my backpack on the seat next to be, to confirm no one sits by me. I grab all the work I missed from yesterday. Homework!!! Whothehellgiveshomework onthefirstdayofschool? Well of course the teachers at McKinley High School would. Typical them.
I sit at the table for the entire time until 1st period starts. I pull out a pencil and start working on my homework that I missed.
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I finish the homework within 15 minutes. Surprisingly. I put my homework up in my backpack, and decide to lay my head onto my hands. I close my eyes, thinking about Austin.
Why would he care about me? I'm just a useless nerd. Like they said yesterday, a geek. Why would someone so popular, and hot be so interested in someone so unpopular, and unhot like me?
I think about all the question, but then one really stands out. What if it was just a dare to talk to me, or just out of pity? Tears swell up into my eyes. I hate being taken pity of it makes me feel so worthless.
I hold back the tears, but keep my head rested on hands.
What if he just wants to play? I can't like him anymore. I don't wanna be one of those girls he uses just to get stress out, or he wants so he can just break their heart.
He does that to everyone. About every week you'll see him walking around school with some new shoulder candy. The girls will be bragging that they have Austin, but they're all so stupid to think that it will last. Poor them.
I hear a faint voice and look up. It's Mrs. Cortes. I squint as my eyes hit the light. I don't know how long I had my head down but it was long enough to make my eyes lose focus.
"Class is about to start, you have 10 minutes left so get ready!" she says enthusiastically. Why is she so happy?
I look at the door as she walks away and see kids start to pile. This one girl stands out, it's not bitchface but she's really pretty. Her hair is blonde, thrown up into a bun with a few strands hanging by her face.
I continue to stare at her, and notice that she is heading over toward me. I start to panic, feeling my palms get sweaty.
She walks over to me and says, "Are you AnnA?"
Ignoring the lump forming in my throat I say, "Yes, why?"
"Because I heard what you said to Elizabeth and I was wondering if we could be friends because I hate her guts too."
Oh, so that's her name. "Can I sit here?" she asks.
I nod my head and pull my backpack out the seat beside me. "What's your name?" I ask, not really knowing who she is.
"Kayle." she says. I can tell now that we're gonna end up being best friends.
"Can I call you Kay for short? You can call me a nickname you come with."
"Yeah, absolutely!! I'll call you Anne" she exclaims. Her eyes light up, and A smile plays onto her lips. She has a really pretty smile and her teeth are the perfect straight. I'm so jealous I wish I was that pretty.
"How are you not popular?" I ask, not knowing why I asked.
"Because I got on the bad side of Elizabeth. I went to the old school with her but I moved this year and ended up going to the same school as dumbass over there." she says, a hint of frustration and anger in her voice.
"Well, in my opinion you are the prettiest girl I know. And also my nickname for her is bitchface. You have permission to call her that if you like." I say.
"Awe thanks, but maybe you should look in a mirror cause you are 10 times prettier than me." she says.
I shake my head, saying no I'm not.
The bell rings and I look up at the door, and one more person comes in.
Guess who.
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Hey guys I know this chapter is shorter than but school has me rushing. Also it's been about 5 days since my last update and I wanted you to have update.
Also I have this one friend who made me a cover for my book. I think it's lovely. Tell me what you think about it.
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