book 1: completed.
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a person who has been rejected by society or a social group
"Welcome to a world where being yourself isn't good enough"
The Outcast, The Jerk, And The 200$ Bet
Sequel is out.
Editing in Process
She got a bad reputation • • Nobody gets too close • • A sight of a soul when it's breaking • • Making my heart grow cold • • And into the deeper she's sinking • • I'm begging her please don't let go • • She's got a bad reputation • •
On Monday morning Bianca barely had the energy to get up from her bed, having no sleep these past two nights had taken a toll on her. She barely ate some breakfast before her father drove her to school, really all she wanted was to stay home and sleep.
As she made her way down the hallway, she noticed how everyone kept glancing at her. She felt anxious, she has never received this much attention before, as she turned the corner she noticed there was a crowd around her locker. Fastening her pace she made her way through the crowed, once everyone recognized her they moved apart to let her walk towards her locker. There was whispers as she stood a couple of feet away from her locker, her heart fell to her stomach when she saw pictures taped all over her locker and the lockers next to her, it was pictures of her sitting on top of Tom without her top as they kissed. Tears weld up in her eyes as she slowly took steps forward her locker, sadness and anger spread through as she began to rip all the papers from the lockers. Turning around she noticed how everyone stayed standing there, waiting for any reaction of her, "Who did this?!".
Everyone glanced around to each other, quiet as they watched Bianca hold the picture in her hand, "Well look people, here we half the oh so famous Bianca".
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Bianca turned around to come face to face with Madison and her group, "You did this?" Bianca asked as she held up the paper. Madison smirked as she took a step towards her, "Come on Bianca don't try to act so innocent now, didn't I tell you Tom was just playing you to get into your pants?".
Madison eyed Bianca up and down before chuckling to herself, "Bianca don't you get it? Tom never loved you, you were simply a bet to him, a game, a toy". Everyone around them gasped and began to whisper, this was something they didn't know. Bianca watched as everyone looked at her with pity, she couldn't take this anymore, the staring, the whispers.
Turning around she pushed her way away from the crowd and began to run down the hallway. Tears streamed down her face as she ran, she turned the corner only to bump into a hard wall, or more like a hard chest. Looking up with red puffy red she came face to face with Tom, taking a step back from him, she shoved the picture that she still had in her hand towards his chest, "You are the worst Tom".
She pushed by him, ignoring his calls for her, she made her into the girls bathroom. Walking towards the sinks, she stood in front of the mirror, the reflection of a very sad and tired girl looked back at her, she looked up as she mumbled under her breath, "Please, God, help me".
