Correy

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I disappeared the night before my 16th birthday. It's only now after one year of silence can I tell the world my story. From what I have learnt I hope you can learn something from what I'm about to tell you. But if you don't just remember this. Love isn't always separated by choice....

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It all began at the start of year 11. I went to a school in basically the middle of nowhere. All girls school but the boys school was just down the road along with our schools academy. People like me didn't really associate with the boys, at most a follow on social media.

Well, the chavs were all over them but not people like me.

I wasn't a bitch or a chav or the opposite; not nerdy or weird (at least I didn't think I was) I was just normal. Had lots of friends but didn't throw them away for the chance of popularity. Those thing to me had no importance. I had guy friends and got hit on a lot but never really went for any of the pricks at the boys school. I was just gonna wait for them to ya know, grow up.

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I got the worst but everyday it's awful. But it's the only bus that goes straight from my house to my school. I got it with my best friend however five other schools got on it with loud and intimidating people. Especially the boys who I swore had fights just for a laugh. That bus was the best and worst part of my school life. Me and my two friends all got it in the afternoon and called ourselves the three boobicles in year 7 because obviously we thought it was hilarious that we finally had tits.
Some of my best memories are from those trips home. All the drama with Steph's boyfriend or if Tammy saw a boy she liked.

No boys were very important to me apart from.. well ... one.

It was the end of October so we had a week off and we were getting the bus home like every other day.

Same bus, same time, same people. The bus had already stopped at the boys school. As soon as we got on Tammy and Steph we're already going crazy about a 'new' boy that they had seen. I couldn't really care less to be honest. They were making a fuss saying how he was looking over at me. It was getting quite embarrassing so I had to turn round in order not to make a scene.

I turned around to see him. It was Correy and they were right he was looking at me. Correy. After all this time.

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