Many eyes fell upon me. I waved my hand and the teacher bellowed "Good morning class! we have a new student. he is from america!". Since i had been called a guy so many times before, i didn't correct him. All the students oohed and ahhed and i awkardly stood there wanting to die. He motioned for me to take a seat next to a girl whos face was covered by her arms (she was sleeping)
The teacher scowled and wacked the girl with a piece of paper. She let out a small groan and i blushed hearing her cute voice. As her head slowly went up a blush apeared on my face. a godess stood before me. she has short red hair and not a single blemish on her face. Her mouth was slightly open and i saw her braces. she. was. hot.
She saw me and then glanced down at my shirt, then she smiled showing off her braces more. I blushed harder and tried not to faint. did i mention she was hot?
"im olive" she said with a cute purr and she gave me a lazy wave of a hand. I smiled back and responded "im Brianne". the teachers loud voice then began to speak again and Olive let out a groan and put her head back down. 5 minutes later the teacher woke her up again.
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I lay in my bed thinking about the new school. 'Olive was hot' i smirked to myself and i shoved my face in a pillow. the only problem was if she was gay or not. i began to run through my normal process. "only a 67% chance" i muttered rocking back and forth. Plus she may think im a guy... "i wont wear my binder tommorow!" i shouted and then i realized i could shout all i wanted since nobody was home.
i pulled out a smoke and my razor from behind my bed. (the effort i had to go through getting to australia was excruciating). I lit the sig and let out a breath of smoke sighing. i wasn't addicted or anything but having one once and a while was refeshing. i slowly brought the blade across my wrist and remembered all my old experiances.
'i walked down the school hallway, alone. I was skipping class so it was understandable. Out of no where a boy slammed me into the lockers. the sudden impact made me freeze up and all i could do was glare at the anonomaus boy. hey laughed at my reaction and shouted "worthless faggot!" before punching me in the stomach and running away. the teacher nearby heard and rushed to me. instead of helping me up she yelled at me for skipping class, ignoring what the boy said. i expected that. almost everyone at the school was a homophobe."
I came back to reality and looked down at my bloody wrist, and before the blood spilt everywhere i quickly put it over the sink. After a few more cuts and when my ciggarette was burned to the tip, my parents came home. i quickly put the cigg in a old glass or water next to my bed and shoved the blade under my bed. i then hid the glass of water and pulled my sleeves down even though they would get bloody. my dad burst through my room and narrowed his eyes. i sat on my bed giving him my best confused and innocent stare. he then loosened up and greeted me. i sighed in relief and we continued to make small talk
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i looked out my window and saw a sky full of stars.- ok this is where im leaving off. now its MOTHERFUCKING 5 AM (the next day) and im too tired to continue.
