Love and Hate

Chapter Twelve - Dickheads

I text the bands play list to Leah Cooper when I got home and laid back on my bed. Today had gone good. Yay! Thanks! Cool songs! Leah text back. She was happy, I was happy.

“What could go wrong?” I said aloud.

Then my iPad lit up. Me and my big mouth. I leaned on my elbow and opened up kik messenger.

Hey did I miss anything special in band today? Janet text,

Nope nothing interesting we just went over a couple songs. You already knew them so… I text back. She sent a smiley face and then left to go tend to her horses. Or at least I think that’s what she said. I walked down the stairs and into the study.

I took a deep breath as I loaded wattpad. The last part of my story was going to be posted tonight. I was kind a sad. Well who wouldn’t be? My profile came up and I clicked on my works. I went down to the Epilogue but stopped. I circled the edit button and finally pressed it. I wrote my final authors note and then waited before publishing. I didn’t want to do this but I had to. I clicked publish. My last piece of writing, for this chapter, had been published. Yay! I completed one whole book! Yay! I went onto manage and clicked the completed button. I let out a sigh of relief when my iPad dinged.

Oh my god. I absolutely love your book! Are you going to be writing anymore or is this it? Please say you’re writing more! 

I blinked a few times.

Um, yes I am writing some more. I’m glad you like my book so much! I was hoping (When I got older) to write this all out properly and see about getting it published! Actually.

 

I waited a couple minutes for a reply but nothing came up. My stomach growled and I went downstairs to get food. Like Izzy said, I was always hungry. I glanced at my planner on my way back up to my room.

Oh great! I have English tomorrow with all those dickheads! In fact everyone in my school, who I didn’t like, was a dickhead. They always thought because they were popular they were above everyone else. Jerks. I wish I could just drop a bomb on all of them. All my troubles would then just wash away and the world would be extremely happier. I mean who liked people who A. judged you on how you look and B. have no respect for anyone but themselves. Like I said dickheads.

I sat down at my desk and opened up my English book, I had homework. My pen dropped onto the paper and I was writing. Tonight was going to be fun, fun, fun. 

Okay so firstly I'm sorry about all the swearing in this chapter but there are a lot of dickheads at school who are taking the mick because of  my chapter Never Doubt The Worm and I am fucking sick of it. Secondly I need to move the story on and lastly I needed to make a point. 

I would like all the people who are taking the mick to read my latest work: A Message to Haters because its for you and I fucking hate you all! You're welcome! 

so on a more happier note, thank you to everyone who is supporting me at school! I really appreciate the help and thanks for keeping me happy and smiley! You guys literally mean the world to me! 

With Much Love! Lady_Greenleaf_ XXXXXXXXXXX!