Berenice's POV.
_Flashback_
March 20 2016
OK Berenice you can do these just a simple presentation and everything would be fine then you can go back to the classroom talk to Barbara and just have fun, we finished YAY!! I saw Valeria lauighing but I don't know why mybe she got her bitchy moment , well so I got back and when I got there someone push me against Barbara who had white paint in her hand and she got a mark in her new purse and everyone said that I did then Leonardo said -Well you don't deserved any friends I don't even know why Alexis is your friend- i was so upset even the teacher English teacher believed them the only who believed me was Alexis my best guy friend, Jeimy my friend I helped her study for math class and the Spanish teacher so I was devastated it felt horrible but I guess I just haev to deal with it.
_End of flashback _
So you may be wondering why would they be so mean to me?? Well let's go a little ways down the road before the important test,
_Flashback_
January 27 2016
-Hey Berenice I need the answer and do my homework- Leonardo told me
-Uh,no i won't why would I?- I said
-Uh come on Berenice we all know you are a genius and we need your help so please do OUR homework- Richardo said.
-Escuse me I won't do your homework are you kidding me I mean I could pass you some notes even explain some stuff but I won't do it for you - I said and it's the truth I could helpped them but i won't do it for them.
-Now I see why you just have fake friends but I think you deserved them- He said.
Little did I knew he was right.
A/N:Well that was a little of her background story but in the next chapter there will be a little more and I don't have an schedule yet, so I have to see that but if some of you have an comment or question or suggestion I am happy to hear it. :)
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The happy girl
ChickLitBerenice a nice girl, average , really smart, not popular but had friends. This is the story of how she actually felt and how she broke and how she fix it . Trigger:: Self-harm , eating disorders and bullying