Masked

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I woke up next morning to tapping on my door."I am up" I called out to Steve.The tapping stopped telling he had gone to make breakfast.

"Hey"I said ."You are up!" he said ."

"What do you mean?"

"It means that this is the first time you have woken up on your own."

"Oh " I said.Realizing it was not Steve was creepy.So it meant someone was stalking on me.

I had my breakfast and went up to my room again to get ready and dressed.I just wore a simple t-shirt with by ripped skinny jeans.I was fond of perfumes and spiritzes so I sprayed on my favourite one and skipped downstairs to grab my lunch.

I was going down the stairs when I almost tripped over a plier.I mentally cursed Steve  for not putting it back in its place.As I was going to keep.it , I saw the door to the basement wide,open.No one would leave it open unless Steve wanted to do something with the old beddings and my dads wine cellar.

I left the house and got in my car.I maximized the volume to the most and my favourite song came on.

I be everywhere everybody know me,

Super super fresh with a dope stylee

Hunny on my wrist couple carrots on my neck

Givenchy keeps the chickens in check

All these car keys drive the chickens to my crib

We be in the club bottles on deck

Goddamit Goddamit I mma feelin myself

Imma give it up and Imma throw it up like goddanmit goddamit I am feelin myself.......

Till the song came halfway I reached the school.Dang ! I never get to listen to my favourite songs full.I parked my car and entered in the school building.I met Bree at the locker,and was leaving for my class when,when I turned around ,  I saw someone being pushed to the ground  by Dylan's jerk friends.Bree just stood there standing while her crush kept beating the boy mercilessly."Stop it Dylan before I call the principal !" I looked at the guy , blood all over his cheek and jaw."Cut him some slack guys!"I said again.Dylan stopped , looking at me shamefully like I was his master."But he was talking about Bree." he told me softly."I understand that Dylan but you cannot fight for Bree.She has to fight for herself .Am I right Bree?" .She nodded. I looked at the guy and raised him by his collar . "And you mister don't have any right to talk about my friend behind her back .Okay?This time you have been saved but everytime people won't consider your mistakes."

The bell rang , I left the scene,flicking by hair back like a queen(hey that rhymes!),and went to my first class English.I submitted my assignment . Meanwhile someone was being totrtured by the teacher for not getting the homework.The teacher asked something that made everyone laugh but not me.

Lunch was my favourite.I had a very fast metabolism so anything I would eat would not add up to my weight.I ate my lunch packed by Steve which was of,a mayonnaise sandwich (a/n:I love mayo),an orange , a banana and some fruit juice.

Then there was Maths and Commercial Applications.I was bored in maths because I couldn't understand anything the teacher said.

So the day came to an end . I found Bree running towards me , at the speed of Usain Bolt."Guess what?" she squealed-cum-asked."What?" I asked boringly."Dylan fudging Tisdale asked me fudging out!!!"I did a fake yay.She started to do a win dance and I joined too.I just wished no one would see us doing this thing.

I went in the parking lot and unlocked my car.Again I could hear the faint sobbing.I tried to be as quiet as possible but that cat had to do it's meow.But the voice started saying.Though it was faint I could catch some words."Yeah . I may look like the bad boy of school but I too have a heart . I  not as bad  as I seem.And only you Molly , only you can understand that"

My mind was going at such a turbulent speed .It was a tornado of questions.Who was Molly?Who was the bad boy ?There were many with that impression in our school.

I tried to find the source of the voice but then my fudging jeans shuffled,the stranger started running away ."Hey wait!"I called .I could only see the red hoodie that covered it's face.Before I knew It was gone.

It evening and I was sitting in my room.All of a sudden I was feeling all philosophical and sad.I secretly went to my secret place.It was an oak tree in my backyard that was crooked and easily covered by the other trees.There was a small space to enter the secret place and there was a hollow in the tree.It was there since I was in the Third grade.I had built a soft padding in that place so I could sit comfortably in the hollow part.Under the oak tree , in a small box I kept my secret diary.It was very confidential.It was my feelings.It was given to me by my grandmother before she died seven years ago.

I then started crying.I don't know what happened,but I cried hysterically.My grandma used to say that crying was good but not in front of everyone.There should be a balance between happiness and sadness in our life . We  need sadness because only then would we be able to understand the meaning of happiness..I cried and cried until my eyes became swollen . I felt good crying.It was odd but I liked crying.

I returned to my room without Steve knowing I had cried.I was already droopy.

I felt a cold breeze of air blow.To be honest I had not left the window open.But who would have ? I was determined to find out.I felt my eyes getting droopy but the door to my room flung open showing  a sleepy but alarmed Steve."Your mom's necklace has been stolen!" he said.

Oh oh ..I was dumbstruck

A/n:so how is the story?i told you it would be crappy at first .Yeah and I picture Ashley as Victoria Justice.

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