°HIGH SCHOOL EDITION°
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•° Jade, also known as 'Fatty Jade' from her previous years in school, made sure to be back in school with vengeance in terms of her physical appearance.
And also the only girl who always got bullied and humiliated by the...
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"Yesterday is history, tomorrow is a mystery, today is a gift of God, which is why we call it the present."
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*Harry's P.O.V*
"Looks like you're looking for someone." I simply stated as she quickly shoots her head in my direction, just as soon as I flick my burning cigarette.
"What....what are you doing here?" she asked uneasily, but I don't have any plans to answer.
"Just sit here and let me tell you a story." I gently motion my hand to the vacant space in front of me, but she didn't move an inch.
I merely shrug, "Suit yourself then," I said smugly and that's when I decided to start my grotesque story.
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Harry's Life in Military School
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4:00 P.M.
It's already two months since I got here in this filthy mess which they call the military school. Where most fucked up geeky guys are grouped up just to brutally beat the new kid....which is me.
"What the fuck man!! Sneakin' up in my locker to steal my gems ey!" without any warning, another punch came perilously across my bruised face, inevitably causing the dry blood to turn fresh once again, dripping on the filthy floor with every punch.
"Like I said! I don't care about your gems, and I don't even know where your locker is!" I bravely spat back but only to scarcely receive another brutal punch, making my head bounce back on the cold hard wall, causing my vision to become hazy.
"Step back or else-" I was suddenly cut off when a shrill sound of a whistle came crushing through our ears, foolishly giving us an unbearable sharp pain in the head.
"Enough!" a colonel finally showed up...perfect.
"Lynch! How many times do I need to tell you to leave the new boy alone?! Do I need to remind you each day? And besides, he's not new anymore, it's fucking two months Lynch. TWO MONTHS!" the colonel then harshly tugs the guy away from my view.
