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Chapter Two-Tantalize

I was perplexed and baffled. Nothing added up in my mind. Nothing made sense. I was left in an unexplainable state. I can't even understand. Nothing could cheer me up. My Con just left me, the only friend I have ever had in my whole life. You see , I have always been the nerd-tomboy girl. So as expected, I'm not liked. But Conyord accepted me, treated me like a princess ,like his child, like his very own.

Because I was his and forever his. I just couldnot face the fact that he was gone. I walked home slowly thinking of all the memories we have had with Con. First day of elementary school, picture day, blizzard. I don't even know how life will be, it has taken a wrong turn. Oh why? My Con?

At this moment I felt like throwing my-self to the ground take a knife and cutting my-self. Deppression had fully taken over me. I don't think I will be able to attend school.

I entered the house with all my anger, I banged the door and ran to my room. My day was just ruined and didn't want it to be ruined more, Luckily, no-one was home to give me another bag of stress. I freshened up quickly, and wore my crop and jump-suit, sat on my bed and went through random pictures of me and Con.

I remember our best place Cream Bell,  where we met, It was an awesome day,

He poured ice cream on me and was so angry and threw  my little child tantrums. Con was so mature and sophisticated, he wiped the ice-cream off me and bought another one. From that day hence forth, there was a connection. But now the connection is dead. Its not real. Can you feel it over skype, will we still be friends? 

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Teep! Teep! Teep! Teep! Teep! Toop! Toop! Toop! Teep! Toop! My alarm. For heaven's sake would this alarm be a little more kinder to me and never ring. It was back to school, summer has officially ENDED! Every teenage child horror.

Worst of it all, Con wouldn't be able to be with me, help me push through it. I will not have friends ,.I'll probably be the talk of the hallways. Its about to get dreadful. Suddenly, I felt sick. Like the world was contracting and spinning, all my mind could think of is Con. Tears started welling up in my eyes I couldn't hold in any longer. I needed to talk to him ASAP! Orelse, My life would go all wrong.

Lazily, I glided to my bathroom and had a quick shower. Since it was first day of school I wouldn't dare look bad. I put concelar to hide all my ragy eye bags and some eye-liner to pop my eyes. My lips are naturally red so, no touch up needed but a little of gloss won't hurt.

I wore my black peplum, black and red plaited jeans and military combat shoes and was off. "Good Morning Taylorient !"my Mum said. Argh! I hate it when she calls me that ,when will she learn that 'Tay' or 'Taylor' is perfectly fine!

"Morning, mother. "I said clearly emphasizing on the word mother. She hates it ,so at least when she brings up Taylorient, I have some back-up.

Clearly, I'm trying to put Con out on my mind but it isn't working. I don't want to tell my mum about it or she'll get too worked up about it. So my only choice is to go to school and try to cope with stuff and all.

I quickly ate my break-fast and waited for the bus. When it came ,I hopped in and sat at my usual spot, back area.

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Every thing seemed gloomy, it just looked dark. A cold breeze softly swept my hair adding to the nervousness in me. Every single person had a partner by their side. Their side-kick. They all have-obviously fascinating stories to tell. Well, here I am no friend. Just me and my bag-pack. I really do need to get friends. I walked quietly ,head down not talking to anyone but my-self.

I quickly rushed to my locker and picked my books. Guess what my first lesson is?

History!!! Ikr? Bad.

Aaargh! Perfect way to start school insert sarcasm here :))  and lets not even start with my teacher.Mrs.

Figburd, you know that very old lecturer ,strict, mean, harsh, very many assignment type of teacher. Yes, now that's no Mrs. Figburd, she is worse. By far. Ever since she got her fifth child ,she's been so. Teacher-ish. If that even makes sense.

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