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Chapter 3

I wake up and take a cold shower. I slide my favorite black hoodie over my black Greenday t-shirt and put a pair of black skinny jeans on. I put my black converses on with checker print inside of them. I grab my notebook and run out of the door. Once I get to school, I get bullied until the end of the day when I run home. Today, I decided to stop at the coffee shop after school to get a Rockstar energy drink.

      I put my headphones on and listen to My Chemical Romance of my mp3 player. I sit at the park listening to music and drinking energy drinks. A blonde-ish orange haired boy sits on the bench next to me. He kinda sat a little to close but I ignore him. "I like your hair," the boy says energetically. I felt a small smile on my lips because he sounded like he meant it. "Err uh thanks," I say shyly.

       "I'm Gerard," he says putting his hand out for me to shake. "I'm Sylvia," I say shyly. His smile brightens and says, "I love your name.....oh that boy in the bushes watching me is Ryan. He likes his pop tarts." I giggle and wave. He shoves the pop tart in his mouth and waves. "Those two on the swings acting like kids are Miles and Frank," Gerard says smiling.  There names and appearance looks oddly familiar.  "Do you go to this high school?" I ask. Gerard nods and says, "well I-we gotta go. I hope I can see you again Sylvia, you sound like a fun girl." He and pop tart boy run to the swings and talk to the two other boys and they all run out of the park giggling like best friends. I then realize he stole my energy drink. I chuckled, but I was a little mad about it. Although I could care less it was only a drink. An amazing drink! I smile and walk home to my terrible home.

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