Once Terence and I walk into art class, Mrs. Freewood yells at us for being late.
"AND WHY ARE YOU TWO LATE FOR CLASS?!"
"We're sorry, Mrs. Freewood." Terence and I say in unison with our heads down. We both sit beside each other.
Mrs. Freewood tells us to go with partners and draw the worst things in life. In the middle of art class, someone spit balls me. I turn my back and see a group of guys laughing, I just ignor them and continued drawing. I'm planning on drawing students bullying another student. As I'm about to draw my idea, someone "accidentally" tips the paint and it get all over my paper. I get really mad and did revenge but this time I get in trouble. Note to self: don't ever do revenge.
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It's recess and I am on my way to my locker until I see a note inside. I wonder how it got there. Well, there are 3 small spaces in the middle of the locker, so someone could slip it in.
I read the note and it says:
Hello :)
I don't know what happened to you and how, but you have really changed. I really liked the old you, or so I say love. I still feel the same, although, I don't know why you are like this. Meet me outside the school building, and we could talk about it. . . ? I'll be waiting on the bench :)
I am pretty sure that this is a note from Terence. But who knows, it's could be from someone else. I don't trust it, though. This could be another prank from one of my old friends, Olivia, I hate her! After from what she did. I could never forget it.
The bell rings and it's time for another one hour and thirty minutes in hell. Oh, and did I tell you that Terence and I have the same classes? We do, so things will be a little more easier.
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Lunch break has come and, boy, am I not excited for it. As I'm walking my way to the cafeteria, I see Olivia, Brad (her boyfriend), and all my other old friends.
"Well, didn't I bump into the most ugly girl in the world," Olivia tries to offend me. "She doesn't even know how to put make-up." And all her friends laughed except Brad
"Really? 'Cause last time I checked, faces aren't coloring books." I sas, leaving Olivia with an open mouth as if she got really offended. I walk past her.
"This isn't the end!" She finally yells behind me.
"Whatever." I whisper again under my breath.
Finally reaching the cafeteria and I get my food. Oh my God, food is all I can think of right now. Once I got my food, Terence sees me and motions me to come over.
I sat down beside him.
"I saw you sas Olivia. Nice job!" He says, raising two thumbs up.
"You could hear us from outside?" I ask him, ready to pounce on my food.
"No. I just saw Olivia's face." he replies
"Oh. . ." I say. Can't he tell that I'm not interested? Food is right in front of me and he knows that I get lost in though when I can smell food.
Lunch break was over and it's time for another terror in class. Terence walks with me to class and, let's say, he brightens up my dad with jokes and compliments.
"Hey, I just got this note." I tells him.
"Yeah?" He says, looking curious.
"Yeah, and it says that someone wants to talk to me after school."
"Really?"
"Stop the acting, Terence. I know it's from you."
"I literally don't know what you're talking about."
"Really? That's not gonna work on me."
"No, seriously. I don't."
"Okay, then. I'll find out later."
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It's now after school and I run my way outside of school. I scan through the benches and see Brad sitting.
I walk towards him, really confused.
"Brad?" I call out, scaring him a little.
"Hey." He says, looking at me.
I sit down beside him.
"Are you the one who left that note in my locker?"
"Yeah."
"Why? Aren't you with Olivia?"
"I was."
"What?"
"Look, she was acting such a. . . Bitch."
"I know the feeling."
"Why did you change?"
"Well, let's say it's because of my old friends--or should I say plastic friends."
"Why, what happened?"
"They say that I'm a problem to them."
"No you're not. You guys used to laugh and have fun."
"Yeah, that was before. . ."
"Before what?"
"I don't want to talk about it."
"Then why did you come?"
"Because I want to know who left that note."
I stand up but Brad takes my hand and I sit back down. He looks at me in the eye.
"Look, Carrie. I broke up with Olivia just to be with you."
Speechless.
"I like you--love actually."
Speechless.
"What do you say? Will you be mine?"
"Brad, I--"
Brad kissed me before I can even say anything. His lips feels so soft and warm. This is the best thing that has ever happened to me.
"What the fuck?"
Brad and I stops kissing because we hear Olivia's voice.
"What the fuck, Brad?" Olivia says. "You broke up with me just to be with her?"
"Yes, Olivia. You are hurting people's feelings so I hurt yours." Brad replies
"Ugh, whatever. I was using you anyway!" Olivia yells and walks away.
I just stare at Brad.
"Don't look at me like that." Brad says, smiling.
"So. . ." Brad asks
"So, what?" I ask, raising my eye-brow.
"Will you be mine?"
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No One Accepts Me
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