Dessiree is a senior at Jefferson High School in Chicago. She has her small clique and the people she just says hi to. She has friends but is not really in the popular crowd. Of course lots of people are nice to her but she knows that they are not really her friends and will probably never see them after high school. She is on the track team but only this year, i mean she wanted to do it since freshman year but till this year her parents let her do it. She also wanted to pursue dance since forever but her parents were not having it because of family issues. She wasnt really feeling practice so decided to take go home. She got on the bus and her friend Patrice was there and thats one of Desiree's good friends.
Desiree: Heyy girl
Partrice: Hey whats you doin on the bus, what happend to track
Desiree: Nothin just wasnt feelin it today, dont trip i kno you happy to see me.
Patrice: yea watever.
Sits on the bus. So they on the bus chillin talking. Talking with some freshman or sophmore boys joking around. When Desiree is with Patrice she kind of feels like she is in Patrice's shadow but doesnt mind cuz thats her girl. Its her stop so Desiree says bye to everyone and gets off. She crosses the street and heads home. As Desiree is looking in her backpack for her chapstick she gets alomost knocked down. And does not know by what.
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The boy next door
Teen FictionIntro: This is my first time writing a kinda real story so tell me what you think..dont hold back So Desiree Beauvoir lives in a pretty protected life. And just till recently she has realized that this is not the life she wants to live.... Of cours...