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"Oi! Emo chick!"'Oh no, here we go..' I thought to myself, still facing my locker.
"I know you can hear me, bitch. Look at me when I'm fucking talking to you, slut!"
I slowly turned around to see everyone was standing against the wall in horror, as Isabella and her sheep walked down the hall, toward where I was standing.
"Wh-What do you want?" I said, looking into her cold eyes, shaking in fear.
"Don't act like you don't know, fucktard. Stop flirting with Brad!" She yelled at my face before slapping me. I dropped everything i was holding with a loud crash. I could feel everyone's eyes on me. I could now also feel a massive hand mark on my face.
When I had regained my balance, she grabbed my shirt and lifted me up slightly. She gritted her teeth and said, "if I fucking see you anywhere near Brad again, I will put you in hospital, got it?".
She dropped me and I fell to the ground. She kicking me in the stomach, then with her group following behind, she walked off.
No one standing around moved. I slowly got up, picking up my stuff in the process, shoving it into my bag and throwing it over my shoulder. I pushed thought the crowd of people, still not doing anything other than standing there like stunned rats, watching me.
I walked out of the school, hands on my stomach where I was kicked and tears rolling down my cheeks.
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The Struggle of Summer
Teen FictionThis is the struggle story of Summer and her ways to deal with pain. PG13+ Course Language Used.