Chapter 4

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Maggie's POV

I ran out if the house. I was already late for the bus. I ran to the last bus stop which happened to be at the other end of my street. It takes me forever to get ready. The wind was blowing hard. My high-low t-shirt was flapping in the wind. My grey All-Star converse pounding on the ground. I was wearing a black, high-low t-shirt that said "No. Just. No." on it, my grey All-Star converse and a pair of dark, skinny jeans. My breathing was heavy. The bus pulled up just as I got there.

"Morning." The bus driver said.

"Mhm." I said as I walked towards the back of the bus.

I took a seat next to this girl I had been assigned to sit with, her name was Natalie.

"Hey." She said with her soft voice.

"Hey Nat." I answered.

The bus ride was about 15 minutes long.

--School--

My bus that barely held any people came to a stop. Everyone filed off, seat by seat. I walked fast-paced beside Natalie. We walked into the gym where we had to wait until the bell rang.

*BRING BRING BRING* The annoying bell rang.

Nat pushed her way through the crowd, as always. I was being shoved left and right, smacked for trying to push them back, yelled at for cussing under my breath. I was one of the last people to get out. When I was able to see again I found Rue and Laura.

"Hey Maggs!" They said when they saw me.

"Hey Rue, hey Laura." I gave a little smile.

I saw a group of stuck-up girls look over at us and turn back to whisper.

"I gotta go!" Rue said taking off for her locker.

"Me too." Laura frowned.

"See ya later." I waved.

They both ran off the opposite direction. I sprinted my way to my locker. When I got there, Noel's ex was right in front of my locker.

"Excuse me." I said slowing down.

"Oh, so your Maggie?" She had a disgusted look on her face.

"Yeah." I said quietly.

"Why did you steal Noel from me? How could he date a little wanna-be like you? How does he know you even exsist? Hmm?" She asked. Her voice was fast and full of anger.

"I didn't steal him from you. I'm not his girlfriend if that's what you want to know. He just asked me to go to a party with him. Now can you move?" My voice was getting stronger.

"Whatever you little wanna-be." She flipped her hair and stomped off.

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