( Authors note-This actually happened today)
We were waiting for the bell to dismiss us, the band had practice today so Ady,Hailey,and I were all waiting the sepreate classes so we could meet up and head to Ady's house. Kalisha and I were sitting in class listening to music. All the sudden someone started an all out war. Guys Vs. Girls. Kalisha and I ignored it at first then a waad of paper hit me in the side of the head. I grabbed the paper and threw it as hard as I can. The room was quite big so when I the paper hit the 'war starter' it didn't fell like how it would have felt if it hit up close. "Throw it back Bitch!" I yelled. That didn't alarm the fucking teacher. "If I throw it back then it will kill you." he spoke. "Well please kill me, because I'm gonna kill myself anyway." I replied. For some goddamn reason that fucking brought Mrs.Johnsons head out of her computer. "Ireland, Steap into the hall for a second please." she told me. " Sure, why not I have nothing else to lose." Once we got in the hallway she started speaking in a quiet tone," You know suicide is not something to laugh about right?" She asked, I nodded, "Do you have those thoughts?" I hesitated for a moment, then I shrugged my shoulders. "Do you need to talk to someone about it?" I shook my head saying no. "Okay,go back into class."
I started tearing up. kalisha moved back to her seat. When I sat down I put my head down on my desk.
About five minutes after the bell rang signaling that we could leave, I get up and grab my board off the straps on my bag, when we got outside I threw it on the ground and started skating away. I skated to my apartment and then texted Ady saying that I would be over soon.
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Cupcake Killer
Jugendliteratur15 year old Ireland McLaren. Emo,Punk, and a skater. Her friends don't understand her at all, and she cant have a boyfriend to save her life. She plays guitaur for her band named The Cupcake Killers. Not only is she the led giutaur plyer for the ban...