Rachel's pov
Right after Finn left me crying in the janitors closet, I didn't feel the need to be at school anymore. He rejected me, again. And I am fucking sick of it. I want to be treated like the person he once loved, but that obviously isn't going to happen if I don't do something about it. So I instantly went straight to my locker realizing I should be in class, and I grabbed my bag. I just left the school not giving a shit.
Once I opened the doors to the school parking lot, I an alarm started blaring. But like I said I didn't give a shit, so I just started running towards my car. When I got to my car it unlocked and I jumped in. I just drove off. As I was driving off, in the car mirror I see a group of teachers and students watching me drive off. One catches my eye, Finn. And the only thought that comes to my mind is that I will have him back to myself.
When I got home, my dads weren't there so I wouldn't be getting in trouble. But I went straight to my room and tried to pick out my outfit for tomorrow at school, I was going to make him jealous that he didn't have me. So I picked out a black strappy bralette/crop that ended right where my bra ended. I also picked out a neon pink skater skirt that was about as short as where my butt ended. Then I picked out a pair of 5 inch stilettos that were silver. As for accessories I would be wearing huge silver hoops and some Alex and ani bracelets. This would definitely make him want me back.
That was not the only thing that I would do, I was totally just going to call Quinn and ask her for a place on the cheerios.
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It Gets Better
أدب الهواة*second book of the "I cant do this anymore" series.* This is a story about Rachels recovery from her suicide. Will anyone be sympathetic to her in her junior year in highschool. Or will everybody still treat her like nothing. Will Finn be there to...
