Water Girl//L.T (Discontinued)

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Started writing on August 3rd of 2014 at 6:35 p.m

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Sometimes people feel as if they're not good enough for society.Sometimes you also wonder your purpose in the world, but throughout your journey of living in this society you figure out that people really do need you even if they don't show-

''Watch it dweeb" a voice says pushing me out of their way.

I feel myself crash against a locker making me whine in pain. I look at my arm and see it's already bruising and ugly. I look up and see people laughing and pointing at me, not even trying to help me, like always.

''I warned you but you didn't listen to me" the same voice says while smacking my books to the floor.

I look up and see it's one of the football players with a cheerleader clinging onto him like a sloth.

''I'm sorry" I mumble quietly while bending down.

''You better be" He snarls while kicking my books farther from my grasp.

I let a sigh fall from my parted lips and I crawl towards my books. I pick them up one by one checking to see if they're harmed. Once I see nothing bad happened to them I stand up and dust myself. I adjust my glasses and tuck in a loose strand of my hair to my braid. I clutch the books to my chest and slowly walk to my class, checking for any danger in the hall.

I make it towards my class and open the door and close it behind me making the door do a squeaky noise. I look up and see everybody staring at me like their prey for the day. I feel papers being thrown at me making me shield myself from their harm. I walk towards my aisle and trip on something making me fall towards the floor. I groan in pain and close my eyes.

''Not only is she ugly, but she's also a clutz" an all to familiar voice laughs.

I look up and turn my head to the side and see Louis Tomlisnon laughing at me with a girl sitting on his lap sucking on his neck. I try to get up but see something holding me  back from standing up.

''Stay on the floor, because that's where you belong" a voice booms out making everybody laugh.

I let a little strangle of cry come out from my lips making them laugh at me even more. Their foot leaves my back making me get up and walk towards my desk while kicking my books. I pick up my books from the floor and set them nicely on the desk I don't share. I take out my pencil from my bag and I set it on there as well.

I feel a paper being thrown at me and it lands on my desk. I pick it up and open in up and see some scribbled writing on it.

Dear Delilah,

You're so ugly even the ugliest person in here wants advice from you. xx :)

                                      * Louis Tomlinson

I read the note over and over again letting little tears fall from my eyes and onto the paper he threw at me. I crumble the many papers they throw at me and stuff it in my folder. I wipe the tears with my fingers and write today's title on the piece of paper.

''Sorry I'm late! There was traffic and yeah; anyways let's get started!" the teacher says while rushing in through the door.

I continue writing and scribbling stuff on my paper until I here her call my name.

''Delilah Smith?"

''Here" I whisper while raising my hand.

''Okay! Everybody is here so let's get started on today's lesson" she says.