I woke up to the startling sound of my alarm. I quickly shut it off and got out of bed. Today was the first day of school. I glanced at my clock. In red, bold letters it read '6:30 a.m.'. I walked over to my closet and looked at my clothing. "Band shirt, jacket, jacket, jeans, band shirt, Ah! Here we go!" I said to myself. I pulled out my 'Batman' T-shirt, black ripped skinny jeans and my vans. I skipped into the bathroom and straightened my hair. After that, I put on a thin layer of eye liner. I smiled at my appearance but, my smile soon turned to a frown. I pointed out all my flaws. My blonde roots were growing into my brown hair. I sighed and got dressed. I slipped on a few bracelets and ran downstairs.
Once I was downstairs I grabbed my book bag and pulled my vans on. Without saying a word to my parents, I ran out of the house.
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Is This Love?
Teen FictionSky had known from the age of six she was different from the rest. Her interest in gender of course. She didn't find the boys in her kindergarten class 'cute' (if a six year old even knew what cute was). Well now, she's 15. What happens when a new g...
