Taylor's POV
"What a slut."
"I heard she got pregnant at fifteen."
"Apparently she didn't even know who the father was."
I made my way down the hall at Summergrove High School, trying to ignore the comments that were directed at me. This was the first day of school I'd had since before the accident. And I already had a feeling I was going to hate this place. When I finally reached the long 'hall of judgment' and entered my first period class, I was almost in tears. I tried to remind myself that none of those stupid girls knew what they were talking about. I slumped down in my seat, pulling out the books I needed for History class.
"Okay guys, girls, listen up!" the teacher shouted. "Today, we have a new student joining us. Miss Evans, would you please come up to the front of the room?" The teacher smiled warmly and I gave him a death glare. The last thing I wanted to do was bring attention to myself. Reluctantly, I stood up and started walking towards the teacher. Then, I tripped over something and fell flat on my face. I stood up quickly and the guy who had tripped me was laughing hysterically, along with the rest of the class.
What's the accident?
Ps. Justin was the one who tripped her.
Comment or whatever. :)
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