I Run This..

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"Need help with that?" Connor offered as I struggled to put my binders inside of my locker since it was time for lunch.
"Yeah." I exhaled playfully and chuckled, I stepped aside with my crutches as he grabbed the binders and organized them the right way, closing it afterwards.
"And there you go." He said, turning the locker twice before we started to head down to the cafeteria where Nick and Hailey were.

"Thank you." I mumbled, looking down at a few pieces of shreds from all the photos I ripped up earlier this morning. Someone kindly must've stopped by to clean it up. Apparently they didn't finish the job..............the reason I decided to rip up those photos because it was really the only way to actually tell myself that our friendship was over.........not to mention the fact that it wasn't even real to begin with but, hey. It felt real to me.

"As the days passes, more crazy shit happens." He mumbled as we turned the corner with a few other people, they took a few glances here and there as we all walked to the cafeteria.

At first when I came here, I immediately felt uncomfortable with the constant stares. It didn't make me feel like a celebrity sort of way, it felt as if they were all judging me and already had assumptions going about......I'm just now processing a small headache from too many questions been plastered in my face by numerous of teachers that can't seem to mind their on business....

"You can say that again." I sighed as his words couldn't have been more right. Things have been chaotic and all I'm just asking is for one break. Day off from everything and mostly everyone that keeps trying to ruin my life.

I don't want anymore of this drama. I'm done. I've had enough of it......but sadly, I have a feeling that before I can get a break from all this and be set free, some real stuff is gonna go down sooner or later. I don't know what it is but I know it's coming......and I might as well prepare for it right?



Anyways, we finally made it inside the cafeteria where busy teenagers strolled across with lunch trays in their hands with whatever those servers behind the counters decided to fetch and give out today.
"Oh, there they are." Nick twisted in his seat with his lunch already infront of him. Hailey didn't look up because she was busy death glaring someone across the room while stabbing her food with the fork she had.

When Me and Connor sat down, he offered to grab my food so I didn't have to get up and stand in the line, I decided to let him and he got up shortly after sitting his backpack down on the ground. For some reason he likes to keep his backpack at all times. Mr. Price allows it only because a lot of people prefer to not drag theirs with them all day but I guess he's deciding to be the odd ball......totally nothing wrong with that...
"Who are you staring at?" I suddenly tapped Hailey. She took her eyes off of whoever she was staring at and then she looked at me.
"Ava......she keeps looking over here and then laughing with her little pig friends. Apparently the irrelevant peasant only knows how to talk shit when she's distances away." She told me, making me follow her eyeballs and they finally landing on the one and only Ava. She was sitting on a guys lap, flashing her bright non shining yellow—I mean white teeth. I'm pretty sure she's flipped her hair a good 20 times in under a minute.....that weave must be pretty flawless to her.

"Just ignore her. I'm guessing she didn't learn the first time I whooped her ass that day in first period. She really tried testing my nerves, and look where it got her.."
She sighed and picked up her fork, "I'll try but if she looks over here and does that hideous fake laugh again, I might as well call my mom and tell her I'm gonna be home for the next few days because this isn't the first time she's done this. It's been going on for awhile now and I'm only just now saying something because you're here and I know you don't give shit about what anyone says.....not even Mr. Price." She laughed at the last part.

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