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<Elizabeth's POV (Im gonna be doing it first person now.)>

"So that's what we're doing from now on?" I asked Samantha.
"Yeah, so get used to being 'round me, 'pinky'." PINKY?! DID SHE JUST CALL ME-
"MY NAME IS NOT PINKY!"
"Dont care." Samantha brushed past me and started talking with Jake. I could not believe her!
"UGH!" I yelled. I was so glad I didnt have to deal with this... this... IDIOT! SHE DIDNT EVEN UNDERSTAND HOW INSENSITIVE SHE'S BEING.
I ran home, my thin pink skirt flying behind me. I felt like I was gonna cry.

But why?

<Samanthas Pov>

I saw that new kid running away. What was her name again... Emma.. Ella... Evelyn.. Elayn- Elizabeth, right.
Elizabeth... that name sounds familiar. Eh, I dont care. Why would I care about her?
"Sammy?"
"I told you not to call me that." I said, slightly blushing. I really liked Jake, but Sammy was a little bit embarassing.
"Heheh.. I'll see you tomorrow. 'Kay?"
"Okay. Later noob."
"Later noob!" Jake dashed to his house. I was left standing there.
Alone.
I grabbed my skateboard that was sticking out of my backpack and rode home.

<E>

I ran up the stairs to my room and shut the door. I sat against it, quietly sobbing. I was hoping I wouldnt be called names at this new school, but look at me now. Im sobbing because this... stupid punk called me Pinky.
Why on Earth was I so upset?
Instead of sobbing over a dumb name, I decided to choose my outfit for tomorrow. I chose another skirt like the one I currently had on. Instead, it had cute white flowers on the ends. I chose a white button up, long sleeve shirt that was slightly baggy. I had some new shoed to, they were black tap dancing-like shoes. Last but not least, a simple flower crown.
"I really am a pinky..." I said as I looked at my choice of clothing, along with the rest of my closet. I started to sob again.

<S>

I woke up to the sound of my alarm. I hated that it always woke me up. Why me?
"Haha.."
I pulled on a leather jacket and grabbed my backpack and phone. I decided to text Jake before I left.

☻xXBadass_BeastXx☻
Hey wassup jake

🍀Smol_Dip23🍀
Nothin. Just about 2 walk out the door.

☻xXBadass_BeastXx☻
Wanna walk togethr or somthin

🍀Smol_Dip23🍀
Okay. Oh, and by the way, Im making a new chat with me, you, and Elizabeth.

☻xXBadass_BeastXx☻
K. Lets meet at ur house. Im on my way. Ill be there in a cupl mins

I put my phone in my backpack and rushed towards Jake's house. We met there and talked until we reached the school. I saw flower girl waiting there.
"Wassup, E." Damnit, I forgot her name again.
"Waiting for you guys. I dont know my way around here."
"Come on, were gonna be late!" Jake said. We all ran to the counselor's room.

<E>

I didnt tell Samantha that I knew about her powers. Jake told me he'd tell her.
"So, Elizabeth. You are new to this program. Do not take this in an offensive way, but what is wrong with you? What is your problem?" Mr. Lee asked in a calm tone.
"D-drugs... and a bipolar disorder..."
"Well, lets talk about it."

(Later that day....)

I was so glad school was over and I wouldnt have to see the counselor again. He was nice and all, but I hated talking about my problem. The thing is, Im not even a drug addict. I just panicked. At least its over now.
Suddenly, I felt someone bump into my back, causing me to fall.

[Authors Note, PLEASE read]

Hey guys! Sorry if this chapter was bad and kind of pointless, but imma be doing stuff more important later. I know one day Im gonna write a chapter or part of one where the point of view is Jake's. If you have any ideas, PLEASE tell me. Please. Well, laters!

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